wild trail

Chapter 182 It's Different
After those fugitive slaves brought Ugu, Wu Yun sent someone to escort these Ugu to Yancun the next day.

Since the Beacon Tower was established, the practice of the two residences has become much more convenient. Whether it is mid-way supply or early warning, it has greatly met the needs of the tribe.

Now each Beacon Tower has only three soldiers stationed there, food and lodging are all in this bunker, and the supplies stored inside are enough for three people to feed for half a month.

The soldiers sent by Linhe arrived at Yancun at noon the next day after resting overnight at the second beacon tower.

After receiving the news, Wang Lang, who was fishing, quickly handed over the matter at hand to other people, and hurried back to the tribe with two or three soldiers to protect him.

Seeing these two somewhat unfamiliar soldiers, guessing that they should be the escaped slaves from last time, Wang Lang frowned at them and asked, "What are you doing here this time?"

A soldier replied somewhat restrainedly: "Boss, a few slaves escaped from the Raging Fire Tribe a few days ago, and they have now been accepted into the tribe by General Jianya just like us."

Hearing this, Wang Lang knew what he said, he couldn't help but smiled, and said to his confidantes: "It seems that Chi Chi did a good job!"

"I didn't expect that guy to be useful. It seems right to save his life." Lin Huo also said with a smile.

Unlike Lin Huo, Shupi was thinking about this matter in his heart. After Wang Lang and the others finished speaking, Shupi stared at the soldiers with bright eyes, and asked excitedly: "The slaves who escaped, why didn't they come together?" bring."

The soldier replied hesitantly: "We don't know about this either. It seems that General Jian Ya felt that there was a shortage of manpower there, so they let them stay there."

Bark frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Then how many escaped slaves are there, how many men are there and how many women are there, you should be able to count them now!"

The soldier nodded when he heard the words, and after thinking for a while, he said, "I haven't counted the specifics. There are about fourteen or five people. The number of men and women is about the same."

"Fourteen or five people, that means there are seven or eight women. This guy Jian Ya really doesn't forget to take advantage of himself." Shupi sneered.

These soldiers didn't dare to answer the bark's words, so they could only stand there in embarrassment.

"I said bark, what do you mean by that?" Kong Yi asked.

Shupipi said with a nonchalant smile: "What do you mean? People who can escape from the fire tribe must be adults. Seven or eight fertile women, Jianya actually left behind without even saying a word. , what do you mean by that?"

Hearing this, Kong Yi also reacted, and said angrily with his eyes wide open, "What a strong tooth, he is not satisfied with all the women over there, and he still does this kind of thing. How many people, are the women sent over not enough for them?"

After finishing speaking, Kong Yi glared at these soldiers, pointed to one and said, "You! Did you get any women?"

The unlucky soldier who was pointed at by Kong Yi looked at the angry Kong Yi, and didn't know how to answer, so he just nodded.

Kong Yi snorted coldly, gave a military salute to Wang Lang, and said angrily: "Chief, there are only a few soldiers over there. We will have more soldiers in the future. There are only so many women in the tribe. How do we divide them? Jian Ya called over to ask."

Wang Lang suddenly felt that this topic seemed to be taken aside by these guys who think with the lower body, frowned, and said: "Let's leave this matter as it is, since Jianya wants to keep those people, then let's stay, but in the future If any more women escape, just send some to us, you guys, tell Wu Yun and the others what I said after you go back."

Wang Lang's words rescued these soldiers from the extremely embarrassing atmosphere, and he nodded hurriedly. Kong Yi and Shu Pi were very shameless towards Jian Ya's actions. If you keep arguing, you will most likely be kicked out for a few laps again.

"Are you here just to tell me this?" Wang Lang asked.

After being interrupted by the bark just now, the soldiers almost forgot the main purpose of this time. When Wang Lang asked, several soldiers immediately responded. The soldier standing at the front quickly untied the animal skin bag on his waist. Passed it down to Wang Lang, and said, "The slaves who escaped this time brought some Ugu from the Raging Fire Tribe."

Hearing this, Wang Lang regained his energy immediately, and quickly opened the bag, and he saw three fist-sized things inside, which he was too familiar with, and if no one in another world knew this thing, Wang Lang would definitely doubt whether he was a fool .

"Isn't this a potato? Damn it, there is such a good thing over there." Wang Lang got carried away with excitement, and even spoke Mandarin that he hadn't used for a long time.

"Lang, what are you talking about?" Lin Huo asked in surprise when he heard Wang Lang's strange words.

"Oh! It's nothing, you see, this is a good thing!" Wang Lang smiled, and poured out the three potatoes in the bag.

Looking at the three gray things on the ground, Lin Huo and others could see the goodness of these things, and couldn't help asking: "Lang, what's the use of these things?"

"This is food. If it is planted, one grain can feed a person. Isn't this a good thing?" Wang Lang said with a smile.

"What you said is true?" Lin Huo was startled, his eyes widened, and he looked at these humble potatoes in disbelief.

Wang Lang ignored the stunned people, and said to the soldiers, "You probably also escaped from Li Huo Luo, you should be familiar with this thing."

A soldier replied respectfully: "Back to the leader, we were slaves of the Fire Tribe before, and what we do every day is to plant these Ugu, but this thing is not as good as you said, one can only grow such a Ugwu cannot eat alone."

Hearing this answer, Wang Lang was a little surprised. According to his memory, the output of potatoes was very high. He had read information about this before. Potatoes or sweet potatoes played a large role in the survival of the people. This high-yielding crop fed hundreds of millions of people.

It is conceivable that the yield of this kind of crop is amazing, but now he heard that a potato plant can only grow one. As if he heard a joke, he carefully looked at the three oval objects on the ground , reconfirmed that he is indeed not dazzled, this thing is 100% potatoes without a doubt, but Wang Lang couldn't help but be puzzled by this output.

Although Wang Lang was a little disappointed with the low-yield primitive potatoes, Lin Huo and the others were ecstatic. One Ugu plant grows one such Ugu, which is much higher than the yield of corn. Although there is only one, it can't stand the size of this thing. Ah, if the tribe grows as much Ughu as there is corn, then the food problem is a shit.

(End of this chapter)