True Martial World Chapter 4: Who says there are no men in the house
Jiang Xiaorou undoubtedly has it, and told Yi Yun a lot about the different worlds.
Yi Yun originally thought that this might be a world with military respect, but after listening to Jiang Xiaorou's description, Yi Yun found that he still underestimated the position of force in this world.
Exactly, it is a world where martial arts are used for life.
In this world, human beings have their own cities and camps, and the wild is the world of beasts and wild animals.
Human beings may be attacked by beasts and wild beasts whether they are farming or hunting. Because these horrible beasts have compressed the scope of human activities, the people at the bottom are very scarce.
For a camp, a city, a high-level warrior is the lifeline!
Without the protection of high-level soldiers, residents in camps and cities are likely to be slaughtered by wild animals overnight.
Yi Yun and Jiang Xiaorou's tribe is unfortunately a tribe without high-level soldiers.
The whole tribe is turbulent, and it may be destroyed at any time.
Because the strength is too weak, the food that this small tribe can produce and collect is very limited. They cannot support themselves at all. They can only rely on processing weapons for clans in big cities, such as arrows and armor. Food and animal meat can survive.
The arrows made by Jiang Xiaorou are made by big clans. She is only responsible for processing.
"Yuner, go to sleep in the house. Tomorrow I can use these arrows to exchange a lot of food and a piece of wild animal meat. Do you remember the wild animal? That is the most powerful animal, only very large Only the tribe can hunt and eat a piece of meat, it can grow a lot of strength! If it is eaten for a long time, it will soon become a warrior! "
Jiang Xiaorou said, there is some fascination, if the younger brother can also become a soldier, that would be great.
Unfortunately, they can only have the chance to eat wild animal meat once in a few months, and becoming soldiers is destined to be a luxury.
In the big tribe, those young people eat wild beast meat for meals. In fact, the wild beast meat is not precious in the big tribe. Although the wild beast is difficult to hunt, it is a big barren The beast is ten meters long and weighs tens of thousands of pounds. Its meat is enough for ten people to eat for several years.
As far as the tribe's arrogance is concerned, the meat of the wild beasts is eaten by inferior people, and they eat the bones of the wild beasts, that is, the wild bones.
The essence of the wild beast is all in the bones of the wild. A huge skeleton of the wild beast can be refined through special methods to make the soybean-sized wild bone essence.
This essence of barren bones can help soldiers break through the realm, as well as open up the meridians, stimulate blood, and other benefits. It is simply what the warriors dream of.
Of course, to the poor of the lower tribes like Jiang Xiaorou and Yi Yun, the essence of waste bones is basically the same as legend.
It ’s hard to say that a bone is rare. Even if you get a piece of bone, if you want to make it into the essence, you need many means, many secret methods, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to cook successfully.
"Wild beast meat, wild bone essence ..."
Yi Yun murmured to himself. He heard the term from Jiang Xiaorou's mouth, and he was surprised that Jiang Xiaorou's knowledge was so broad.
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There was no speech all night. In the early morning of the next day, Yi Yun got up early. He was not awake but hungry.
I drank some porridge without eating for a few days. Yi Yun's hunger can be imagined.
"Sister Rou!"
Yi Yun is now used to calling her sister. In a chat with Jiang Xiaorou yesterday, Yi Yun knew that his habitual name for Jiang Xiaorou was "Sister Xiaorou".
"Well ... sister, how are you ..."
Yi Yun's mind was stunned. He saw Jiang Xiaorou's shirt stained with heavy dew, and her original water and spirit eyes were covered with bloodshot, and her spirit was extremely exhausted.
If you look at the two bundles of arrows held in Jiang Xiaorou's arms, how can Yi Yun not see that Jiang Xiaorou has not slept all night and has been rushing to do arrows!
Poverty in the house, ca n’t afford to light the oil lamp, Jiang Xiaorou ’s gleam of fireflies drawn by a caterpillar fungus that the arrow relies on, and the moonlight on that day, doing arrows all night in such difficult conditions can cause physical damage I see.
Jiang Xiaorou smiled, "Yuner, you have been hurt before, I have been taking care of you, and I was busy burying you two days ago, worship, no time to do arrows, today is the day to change food, if not Hurry up and do a little more, our sister and brother will not be able to eat anymore, and today I have to stew wild animal meat for you! "
During speaking, Jiang Xiaorou touched Yi Yun's head lovingly.
Yi Yun's expression faded and he didn't know what to say. He watched Jiang Xiaorou take the tarpaulin and carefully wrapped the two bundles of arrows. His eyes were full of joy and contentment.
Yi Yun exhales heavily, he slightly fists, and secretly resolves that he must let this caring sister live a good life no matter what.
"Let's go and change the food!"
Jiang Xiaorou took Yi Yun, holding two bundles of heavy arrows, and came to the sunbathing field where the food exchange was located with great expectations.
already has gathered a lot of people here.
The most eye-catching is a Jinpao man on the high platform.
He is about twenty-four or five years old, with a golden sword sitting on a large animal skin chair with a well-made sword in his waist.
At this moment, the man in Jinpao is looking at the busy people under his eyes with lazy eyes.
These men are carrying arrows in bundles, and they are making well-made leather armors. Every time they carry one, there is a master-like person who keeps accounts.
And beside the man in Jinpao, there was a well-dressed old man in a yellow shirt. He was smiling and his face was charming.
"Master Tao, are you satisfied with the soft armor this time?"
The old man bowed his knees, the folds on his face were squeezed together.
The man in Jinpao glanced at the old man and snorted in his nose, it was an answer.
Although the man in Jinpao was arrogant, the old man didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction and still laughed.
Master Tao is the messenger of the tribe, responsible for collecting weapons. Although Master Tao may not mix well in his tribe, otherwise he would not be sent to do such errands, but to Huang As for the old man, the other person is a big man.
Jiang Xiaorou also handed over two bundles of arrows she made in exchange for two small wooden cards.
Hanging two wooden signs, Jiang Xiaorou blushed slightly, her hands clenched tightly, and her palms were slightly sweaty. This wooden sign was her ration with her brother.
In a quarter of an hour, all the weapons and soft armors were loaded into the cart. Two horses with horns on their heads pulled the cart away.
Mr. Tao glanced lazily at the account book, letting people remove a large wooden box from the car, threw it in front of the old man in yellow shirt, and left with his followers.
The old man in the yellow shirt laughed with a smile on his face, and sent Master Tao to leave. Then he stood up and the smile on his face converged and changed to a majestic color.
The people of the tribe have long been looking forward to it. "Patriarch, divide the food."
"Yeah, we haven't seen meat for months!"
Some half-sized children, already, started to sip. They all waited for food and meat, and went home to fill their stomachs.
"Quiet!" The old man in the yellow shirt pressed his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet. Yi Yun didn't expect that this old guy who didn't seem to have the slightest bones was the chief of the tribe.
"Since everyone is so anxious, let's send food first!"
As soon as the voice came down, a few healthy men couldn't wait to step forward, hurried the ox cart, and pulled the grain out of the warehouse. The grain bags quickly piled into small piles.
"No, patriarch, why is there so little food this time!"
"Yeah, it ’s usually a lot more than this! And why ca n’t I see animal meat?"
A lot of people are stunned. They surrendered more weapons this year than usual, but they got a meager amount of food. Not only did they lose more than half the food, but they also lost the long-awaited animal meat. .
"The Huoyun tribe is so bullying, they just use this to send us?"
"Matriarch, what the **** is going on!"
Seeing that it ’s getting noisier and fiercer below, the old man in the yellow shirt snorted coldly, "Shut up for me! I'll explain this later, now I'll share the food! Give me the wooden sign, and how much food I get!"
When the old man in the yellow shirt spoke, a faint radiance emanated, which made many dissatisfied people shut up instantly.
The old man in yellow shirt is a soldier.
Although he is a low-level mortal warrior, he is the backbone of the tribe. Few people dare to disobey him.
"Warriors reserve camp, get your food first!"
The old man in the yellow shirt waved his hands while talking. A group of men in animal skins came forward. These men were fifteen or sixteen years old, and thirty or forty years old. Without exception, they were both physically fit and physically The muscle lines are obvious.
These are members of the Warrior Reserve, and the hope of the tribe. The warriors in the Warrior Reserve are all those who are physically fit and trained from an early age. In addition to occasional hunting, they neither cultivate land nor Does not engage in production activities such as arrows and soft armor.
However, if there is good meat or good food in the clan, they will give priority to the soldiers' reserve camp, because once a high-level soldier is among them, it will be a huge wealth for the clan.
Not to mention the sheltering effect of high-level fighters on the tribe, just to mention their production capacity, the high-level fighters already are powerful enough to go into the wilderness alone. Once they hit a few large beasts, that ’s enough for the entire tribe A few days!
It is no exaggeration to say that a high-level soldier can feed a small tribe!
There are dozens of people in the Warrior Reserve. They are not engaged in production and naturally do not have wooden signs, but everyone resists taking a large bag of grain.
One-fifth of the original sacks of grain went at once, but the people who did not receive the food were dozens of times of the soldiers' reserve camp.
As a result, many people are destined to starve.
At the side of Yi Yun, Jiang Xiaorou immediately clenched the wooden sign in his hand, his face was a little pale, and if they could n’t get food, how would they live.
The people are silent. The members of the soldiers' reserve camp have received much less food than before.
"There are first-class males in the family, come and collect food!"
The old man in the yellow shirt once again gave orders. In this world, force is used as the life. In addition to the soldier's reserve camp, other men are divided into three, six, and nine.
The simple test method is to compare strength, the man who can lift three hundred pounds of stone lock is a first-class male!
Further down, the lighter the stone lock that can be lifted, the lower the rating will naturally be.
There is a family of first-class males who are slightly relieved and hurried forward to collect food. The wooden sign is just a reference at this time. The food received by these families is a lot less than usual, but it is still Got it.
These families are richer in the past. They usually have more food in their homes, so the future will be a little bit short, but they will not be able to survive.
"If there are second-class males in the family, come and collect food!"
The old man in the yellow shirt spoke again. Compared with the humiliating bow of the "Tao Young Master" before, the old man in the yellow shirt looked ruthless at this time.
The second-class males can lift 250 pounds of stone locks, and they get a lot of less food.
The number of grain bags is rapidly decreasing. For every less grain bag, Jiang Xiaorou's face becomes white. She firmly holds the wooden sign in her hand, and her palms are all sweaty.
This is not a matter of missing a few bags of food. This is a matter of life. Without food, they will starve to death!
At first, she had great hopes for this food distribution. She wanted to not only receive food, but also to bring a piece of animal meat to Yi Yun to stew her body, but now, even ordinary food is gone.
"If you have a third-class male in your family, come and collect food!"
Food is getting scarce and Jiang Xiaorou already is holding his breath.
The old man in yellow shirt frowned, too much food, many people could n’t get it, and someone was destined to starve to death in the next few months.
But in the interest of the tribe, and in order to fight for the chance of the carp leaping into the dragon gate, the old man in the yellow shirt can only sacrifice his heart and sacrifice some weak people.
In the tribe, it is common for people to starve to death. The harsh living environment makes the average life here terribly short.
"The rest, come and collect the food."
The old man in the yellow shirt just came to an end, and suddenly a group of people snatched up. Jiang Xiaorou screamed and was directly overthrown by the turbulent crowd.
She fell black on her body, but still holding the wooden sign in her hand, as if this wooden sign was her sustenance, which could give her hope.
"Sister Xiaorou."
Seeing Jiang Xiaorou fall helplessly, Yi Yun didn't know where the strength came from, crowded out the crowd and pulled Jiang Xiaorou up.
"Sister Xiaorou, are you okay."
Yi Yun's heart is tense. If he falls down and gets trampled in the crowd, it will be dead.
Jiang Xiaorou held Yi Yun's hand, and her heart was full of helplessness ...
"Everything you squeeze will be honest!"
The old man in the yellow shirt yelled, and his voice seemed to be filled with some energy, which made the people who had swarmed up all of a sudden quiet.
"Line up, come one by one!"
The old man in the yellow shirt has a strong voice. No one at the scene dares to disobey him. You must know that he has absolute strength and is in charge of family rules. Whoever does not obey his orders is not impossible to kill on the spot.
People started to line up for food, even if the food distributed to each family was poor this time, but after all, there were too many people. After a while, the food was finished.
Jiang Xiaorou's heart sank. Without food, they couldn't support it at all.
"Wang Long, take a few people to take out the surplus food in the tribal coffers." The old man in yellow shirt said to a strong man around him.
This strong man named Wang Long is the home of the old man in yellow shirt.
"Yes, Patriarch."
Wang Long strode away. Soon, he pushed a small car over and lifted down a few bags of grain. These grains were stored by the tribe, but all were coarse grains.
On the planet, eating whole grains means multivitamins, which means health.
But in this different world, it's completely different.
Coarse grain is left over from the last pass of the grain mill. It is mixed with wheat bran, and the food made with coarse grains has a tough taste and is hard to swallow.
Also, coarse grains means low calories, which is not only difficult to digest, but also provides less energy. One pound of grain is equivalent to two pounds of coarse grains.
Although it is coarse grains, it is better than none. People have to accept their fate to receive food. Everyone receives very little grain. Jiang Xiaorou was originally ranked last. When it was her turn, there was not much coarse grains. Already.
She handed over two wooden signs wet with sweat, but she only received two palm-sized bags of coarse grains. Even if she and Yi Yuntian ate wheat bran porridge, they could only eat it for ten days. .
Jiang Xiaorou completely choked, holding the fluttering grain bag in his hand, unable to accept this result.
The younger brother has just come alive, are they going to starve to death together?
"Why are you still here, don't get in the way!"
The man in charge of the food said impatiently that he wanted Jiang Xiaorou to leave quickly.
Jiang Xiaorou feels anger. She worked hard to do arrows all night and got only a little bit of food. Although she is a weak woman, at this time, she gritted her teeth and faced a group of strong men who symbolized the tribal rule.
"Why so few, I handed in two bundles of arrows, but not only did I not receive a little grain, even coarse grains, far less than the usual 10%!"
The man in charge of the food froze for a moment, and it seemed that the little girl in front of him had the courage to question him.
"Do you know the rules! You are a child and a girl, and you do n’t even have a man at home. What is the use of so much food? It ’s a waste to eat too much!"
In this world, small clans value men.
In the big tribe, there are all kinds of wild animal meat and even wild bone essence. The small physical difference between men and women is not a big deal, and female masters are no less than men.
But in the small clans, the innate advantage of males over females is an insurmountable ditch, and few females are physically stronger than males.
Being discriminated against, Jiang Xiaorou's heart is even more angry. "Who says there is no male in my family! There is also a man in my Jiang Xiaorou's home!"
Jiang Xiaorou said, grabbed Yi Yun's hand and stood with Yi Yun!