The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 188: Squeamish
The witch doctor stroked his beard, squinted his eyes and watched Mi Yao's hasty escape. He shook his head and muttered, "Young people nowadays really can't bear any hardship."

Su Xiyue laughed until her stomach hurt. She asked Baofu to divide the ceramics on the ground into several pieces.

Su Lie gave one set, and the witch doctor and priest each gave one set.

Qingzhu also had a set, and he also kept one for himself.

After all of this was divided, only a few clay bowls and pots were left on the grass.

But it was quickly sold out.

Yunxiang exchanged the mink fur she had saved for half a year for a pottery jar.

Su Qing exchanged two complete deerskins for two pottery bowls.

The two of them happily left with the Tao Huan they had exchanged for.

If you can't get a female Tao, you can only wait for the next batch.

Seeing that Tao was gone, the crowd quickly dispersed and went about their business.

Su Lie, the priest, and the witch doctor also left with their own set of pottery.

A happy face.

on the way back.

Bao Fu was carrying a fire beast that he had just hunted. He had already slaughtered and cleaned it by the river, and he could cut it into thin slices and eat it with hot pot when he got home.

Qingzhu carried two rattan baskets on his shoulders, one in front and one behind, on a shoulder pole. The baskets were filled with newly fired pottery.

One set is his and the other set is Su Xiyue's.

Suddenly, he noticed a bunch of wild onions growing in the grass by the roadside. He stopped and picked them up.

Su Xiyue was walking behind with her arms around her belly, and was stunned when she saw Qingzhu's actions.

He remembered that Qingzhu used to hate wild onions the most, saying that they were stinky grasses with a terrible smell.

I didn’t expect that someone would take the initiative to pull wild onions now.

But she really likes it and puts onions in almost everything she eats.

Qingzhu threw the wild onions into the rattan basket, and her ears turned red: "It's for hot pot tonight."

She stared at the tips of his slightly red ears, chuckled, and deliberately moved closer to him: "Oh, I remember someone complaining about the smell of wild onions? They said it was terrible."

The tips of Qingzhu's ears became redder, and his handsome face also turned red. He turned his face to the side, and the rattan basket on the shoulder pole swayed slightly.

He coughed twice: "Cough, I suddenly feel okay."

Bao Fu carried the fire beast and silently quickened his pace.

Help! Lord Qingzhu is shy. I need to go to the tribe to promote him...

As the night deepened, insects chirped outside the cave and the firelight inside flickered, casting a swaying shadow on the stone wall.

In the newly-fired ceramic double-flavored pot, the red and white soup base was bubbling, and soon the spicy and fresh aroma wafted into the air.

Su Lie came uninvited with the priest and the witch doctor.

The old wolf king sat down in the main seat without any hesitation, his eyes fixed on the bubbling steamboat.

The priest slowly sat down, leaning on his cane. He glanced at Bao Fu beside him, his cloudy old eyes suddenly sharp as an eagle: "How can a fifth-level warrior of the Leopard Tribe be willing to be someone's mount?"

Bao Fu's hand froze as he was putting meat into the pot. This was a really good question; even he himself didn't know the answer.

Qingzhu looked at the priest and silently added, "He lost the bet to Yue'er and became Yue'er's mount."

This was the reason Su Xiyue gave them, although it seemed a bit outrageous.

But they all believed it.

Otherwise, how do you explain a fifth-level warrior willingly becoming a female mount? Is he crazy?

As for the fact that Baofu likes Yue'er and wants to be Yue'er's male, anyone with eyes can see that Baofu is only respectful to Yue'er and has no intention in that regard at all.

Bao Fu did not explain, because even he himself could not explain why he became his master's mount inexplicably.

But I don't regret it.

The priest didn't doubt it, and nodded while stroking his beard: "He is a man who is willing to accept defeat."

Bao Fu laughed dryly as he poured the mutton slices into the spicy pot, and the hot oil splashed onto the back of Su Lie's hand.

The old wolf king jumped up with a roar: "The little cub is trying to murder the leader!"

……

After two quarters of an hour, the hot pot base was scooped out cleanly.

Su Lie patted his belly while burping. Something occurred to him, and he said with a complicated expression, "Yue'er, can you teach your pottery-making skills to the orcs in the western part of the tribe?"

Orcs are orcs in the tribe who failed to transform. Some can only maintain human form, and some can only maintain beast form, and cannot transform freely.

Some have animal characteristics.

The tribes were divided into groups and settled in the western part of the country.

Because they are half-orcs, their hunting abilities are limited and their lives are not very good.

Not only do they have a low status, but they are also looked down upon by others.

Of course, no females are willing to form a partner with them, so they basically live out their lives alone.

Su Xiyue paused her chopsticks and looked up at her father: "Father wants them to learn pottery making?"

"Orcs are weak at hunting, but they're skilled with their hands." Su Lie rubbed the stubble on his chin. "After your third uncle's son failed to transform, he wove wicker baskets just as good as the females in the tribe. You're about to give birth, so you won't have time to make pottery. It's better to let them do these things. Not only can they provide value to the tribe, but they can also improve their lives."

Although orcs have a low status, they are still members of the tribe.

She finally understood what Su Lie meant. Wow, is this going to be a reemployment project for the orcs?

"can!"

She thought for a moment and nodded slightly, "But I have a condition."

"What conditions?"

Su Lie asked nervously.

Su Xiyue glanced at him and said, "First, I will choose the apprentice."

"That's for sure. Pottery making is not for everyone."

Su Lie nodded slightly and had no objection to this.

"Second, 60% of the pottery produced will belong to the tribe, 30% will belong to me, and 10% will be distributed and traded among themselves."

She tapped her fingers on the table and continued, "Third, I want Bao Fu to be the supervisor."

"make a deal!"

Su Lie slammed the table and almost knocked over the ceramic bowls and plates on the table with a clanging sound.

Qingzhu was quick to catch the falling ceramic cup.

The old wolf king smiled awkwardly and rubbed his hands: "Well, you guys continue."

After saying this, he grabbed the priest and the witch doctor and ran away.

The cave suddenly became quiet, with only the lingering smell of hot pot lingering in the air.

Su Xiyue shook her white and tender feet and raised her eyebrows at Qingzhu: "I admit defeat and wash my feet."

"Master, I'll go boil some water."

Baofu ran to boil water, he was so attentive.

Qingzhu froze in place, his emerald green eyes staring at Su Xiyue's dangling feet, his Adam's apple moving.

"The water is coming!"

Baofu rushed in with a wooden basin, his face turned red from the hot steam.

Qingzhu took the wooden basin, dipped his bony fingers into the water, and shivered all over because of the heat.

"You idiot, the water is so hot, are you washing your feet or scalding pig hair? Don't you want to add some cold water?"

Qingzhu withdrew his hand instantly and cursed with a cold face.

Su Xiyue chuckled: "Want to murder the master?"

Bao Fu smiled sullenly, then realized that he had heated the water himself and brought it over directly, forgetting to add cold water.

Just as he was about to run to add cold water, Qingzhu threw it away in disgust.

"You're so clumsy, I'll do it myself."

Qingzhu, with a cold face, carried the wooden basin to the mountain spring outside the cave and scooped half a bucket of cold water into it.

After testing the temperature and finding it just right, he carried the wooden basin back to the cave.

Su Xiyue had already taken off her shoes and socks and was leaning back in a chair, her two tender white feet swinging back and forth as she looked at Qingzhu who came in carrying the wooden basin with a half-smile.

Qingzhu looked at her half-smile, her ears slightly red, and the wooden basin in her hand was gently placed at her feet.

"Put your feet up."

He knelt on one knee, his voice three steps lower than usual.

As soon as Su Xiyue's toes touched the water, she pulled them back: "It's hot!"

Qingzhu frowned and suddenly grabbed her ankles and pushed her into the water: "It's hot, I've tested the water temperature, you're really delicate."

She kicked up water, splashing it all over Qingzhu's face: "My skin is delicate, how can it compare to your thick skin."

Qingzhu wiped the water off her face, her emerald eyes narrowed dangerously: "I have thick skin?"

His skin is the whitest among the beastmen, even the old fox can't compare to him, and yet they say he has thick skin and flesh?

He grabbed her slender ankle and gently scratched the sole of her foot with his fingertips.

Su Xiyue instantly held her belly and laughed so hard that her body shook, but her eyes were wide open: "Hahaha, you bastard, you actually tickled me, and I have a baby in my belly."

Qingzhu suddenly let go, a trace of panic flashing across her emerald eyes. She subconsciously supported Su Xiyue's back, saying, "If I kill the cub, those two bastards Ye Ling and Mo Lin will probably team up to deal with me..."

Su Xiyue hooked a strand of his drooping hair with her fingertips and chuckled, "Why, are you afraid of them?"

Qingzhu snorted coldly, but the tips of her ears turned even redder: "Who's afraid of those two bastards? I'm just afraid that you'll fall."

"Are you afraid I'll fall?"

She suddenly grabbed Qingzhu's collar and pulled him forward, their noses almost bumping into each other. "I remember someone once said I was ugly like a monster... Hmm."

Qingzhu suddenly leaned forward and blocked her chattering mouth with his lips.

Su Xiyue blinked and looked at Qingzhu, who was so close that she could count the hairs on his face, and she was completely stunned.

(End of this chapter)