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

Chapter 260 Rice
She felt she had to come up with some tricks, otherwise, how could she manage if her several husbands were constantly fighting over her?
In the original storyline, Chu Youyou was able to balance a dozen men very well, and since she only had half that number, there was no reason why she couldn't do the same.

Thinking this to himself, he suddenly put on a stern face: "Stop making a fuss, everyone. If anyone makes another fuss, cancel one night and move on to the next one."

Upon hearing this, the men immediately fell silent.

Ye Ling's silver eyes flickered slightly, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

Mo Lin continued laying the stone slabs without expression.

Bai Qi continued to study the architectural blueprints with his head down, as if he hadn't been the one who had just started the trouble.

The wind blade at Qingzhu's fingertips quietly dissipated.

Xuanming pretended to admire the scenery, but the clay bowl in his hand became deformed.

Xuanyuan Ming looked smug, but did not continue to provoke him.

He understood the principle of knowing when to stop. If he really angered Yue'er and canceled their wedding night, he would have nowhere to cry.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Su Xiyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had been too easy to talk to before, how could she have been manipulated by a few men?

It's more like I can control them myself.

She coughed twice and began to direct everyone's work: "Ye Ling, Mo Lin, Qing Zhu, the three of you go and prepare the building timber and stones. Remember to follow the standards on the blueprints."

She then looked at Bai Qi: "Bai Qi, you continue to study the architectural blueprints. It would be best to discuss it with my father and the priests, and hear their opinions on whether to build only houses, or to build the city walls together, and what type of houses to build. We'll finalize the details when we get back."

After saying that, she looked at Xuan Yuanming and Xuan Ming again, "Xuan Ming will start the fire, and Xuan Yuanming will be in charge of mixing the sauce."

The beastmen each received their orders and dispersed, and the entire Sky Mist Canyon immediately became busy.

Ye Ling, Mo Lin, and Qing Zhu went together to the nearby forest to find suitable building materials.

Bai Qi then took the architectural blueprints to Su Lie and the priest to discuss the construction of the house.

Although Su Xiyue could decide this herself, Su Lie was, after all, the leader of the wolf tribe, and the priest was even more knowledgeable. It would always be good to listen to their opinions.

This is also a form of respect.

Xuanyuan Ming and Xuanming stayed behind, one in charge of tending the fire and the other in charge of mixing the mud.

Su Xiyue was not idle either; she began to sculpt earthenware bowls, plates, basins, jars, pots, vats, teacups, and other daily necessities.

She made a lot of each kind, including many from the tribe's orcs; they'll be gone in no time if she just divides them up.

Suddenly, I remembered the three orc boys chosen from the western part of the tribe before Silverblade and the others were even born.

The three orc boys were all extremely talented in pottery making, and one of them was her cousin, Su Yang.

I had promised to teach them pottery, but many things happened and it's been delayed until now.

Now that he remembered, he turned his gaze to Xuanming, who was using Netherworld Dark Fire to dry the clay.

"Put aside what you're doing for now and go call over my third uncle's son, Su Yang, the half-orc who failed to evolve, and also call over the other two half-orc boys."

Su Xiyue wanted to say their names, but suddenly realized that she hadn't asked them their names at all, and the words caught in her throat.

She awkwardly touched her nose and changed her words, saying, "I forgot to ask their names at the time. If you don't know, just ask Su Yang. Su Yang should know. Just say that they were the apprentices I originally chose."

Xuanming was carefully baking the clay blank with Netherworld Dark Fire when he heard this. He looked up, his wild and unrestrained eyebrows and eyes full of doubt.

He was at the salt lake at the bottom of the cliff at the time, so he didn't know that Su Xiyue had once selected apprentices in the western district of the tribe.

But he didn’t ask any more questions.

He didn't know who the other two half-orc boys were, but he did know Su Yang.

As soon as the Netherworld Flame died down, he got up to call for help.

Not long after, Xuanming returned with three half-orc boys.

The boy in the lead was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with wolf ears and a wolf tail, and a handsome face; he was none other than Su Yang.

Behind him were two orc boys who looked to be about the same age, both with wolf ears and tails; one had an honest face, and the other looked rather clever.

"Cousin!"

Upon seeing Su Xiyue, Su Yang excitedly ran over, "What do you need us for?"

He had been very worried ever since his cousin went missing, and when he heard that she had been taken to the Upper Realm, he became even more anxious.

Fortunately, she returned safely later.

Although he had attracted such a terrifying enemy as the Phoenix Clan, which nearly led to the annihilation of the Wolf Tribe, he never blamed his cousin.

The other two orc boys followed closely behind Su Yang. At first, they didn't know why Su Xiyue had called them over, but when they saw the kiln not far away, they instantly understood.

Both of them were very happy, and it was obvious that the young lady was going to teach them pottery.

I thought that after so much time had passed, my dream of learning pottery was definitely over, but I never expected that I would still have the opportunity now.

"Sister Xiyue, are you going to teach us how to make pottery?"

A clever-looking orc boy behind Su Yang excitedly stepped forward and asked.

Su Xiyue smiled and nodded: "Of course, I promised to teach you pottery, but I've been putting it off until now. I'm really sorry."

Su Yang quickly waved his hand: "Cousin, what are you saying? We are already very happy that you came back safely. There's no rush for pottery making."

The other two orc boys echoed this sentiment.

"That's true, but since I made a promise to you, I can't go back on my word."

Su Xiyue looked at the two half-orc boys and asked, "What are your names? I don't think I've ever asked them."

The two orc boys looked at each other, then both laughed.

Su Yang smiled faintly, "Cousin, let me introduce you. His name is Shi Yue."

He pointed to the honest-looking half-orc boy.

He then pointed to the clever half-orc boy, "This is Lin Fei."

"Okay, I remember."

She clapped her hands. "Now, I'll teach you how to sculpt clay."

In the following time, she patiently demonstrated how to make pottery bowls, pots, and jars.

The three orc boys watched very attentively and learned extremely quickly. Su Yang, in particular, had incredibly nimble fingers and soon sculpted a respectable-looking clay model.

Clearly, they've been practicing a lot lately.

Xuanming squatted to the side, watching Su Yang's skillful movements, and couldn't help but mutter, "This little brat's hands are quite nimble."

He secretly made another crooked bowl and hid it behind his back when no one was looking.

As the sun sets, the first kiln of pottery is fired.

Su Xiyue carefully took the fired ceramic bowl out of the kiln. Although it was a little crooked, it was still usable.

I don't know who made this.

Xuanming suddenly blushed and quickly hid the crooked pottery bowl behind his back.

Su Xiyue glanced at him, a half-smile on her face: "What are you hiding?"

Xuanming coughed awkwardly, a hint of unease flashing across his face. "It's nothing, just a little trinket I made casually."

But Xuan Yuanming snatched it away quickly, his dark golden eyes full of amusement: "Oh, this bowl is really unique, the rim looks like it was chewed by a dog."

Xuanming's face darkened instantly, and dark flames shot out from his palm: "Mad Dragon, give me back my bowl."

"Return it to you?"

Xuan Yuanming fiddled with the crooked ceramic bowl, then suddenly leaned close to Su Xiyue's ear and said, "Yue'er, how about I feed you with this tonight?"

Su Xiyue stared at the uniquely ugly ceramic bowl, her lips twitching: "Are you sure this thing can hold soup?"

The three orc boys were so embarrassed by their suppressed laughter that their faces turned bright red.

Su Yang suddenly pulled out an exquisite ceramic jar from behind her: "Cousin, this is the first piece I've ever made."

The pottery jar was round and smooth, with simple vine patterns engraved on its body.

"Amazing."

Su Xiyue accepted it with delight, her fingertips tracing the pattern. "This pattern..."

“I saw that my cousin often used vines, so I tried carving them on.”

Su Yang's ears turned slightly red as he spoke softly.

Xuanming glanced at the ugly bowl he had hidden behind his back, then at the beautiful pottery jar, and suddenly snatched the jar from Su Yang's hand: "Little brat, your skills are not bad. Let me borrow it for reference."

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

Everyone: "..."

Ye Ling, Mo Lin, and Qing Zhu returned with a large amount of timber and stones.

After discussing with Su Lie and the priest, Bai Qi and Su Lie all agreed that they should build the city wall first. It didn't matter if the living conditions were poor; safety was the top priority.

It's not too late to build houses slowly after the city walls are built.

The size of the house and the number of rooms are determined according to the number of people.

Each family lived in a brick house, and no matter how many beastmen there were, they all lived in the same brick house.

If a female has a large number of male beasts, she should build more rooms.

As for the tribe's single orcs and females, they all lived in a large communal dormitory.

You can move out after you get married, or you can build your own house.

"Yue'er."

Bai Qi walked over, holding a rolled-up architectural blueprint in his hand. His beautiful fox-like eyes were filled with a smile. "The priest said that the Sky Mist Canyon is very humid, so he suggested that the houses be built on high ground and the foundation be raised with stones."

He then mentioned the chief and priest's idea of ​​building the city walls first.

Su Xiyue had no objections after hearing this, as the city wall would make everyone safer.

She nodded slightly: "That makes sense. But how exactly it will be built depends on the architectural blueprints."

She took out the pottery that had been fired in the kiln one by one and put it into the woven wicker baskets she had prepared beforehand.

One set was sent to Su Lie, and another set was sent to the priest and the witch doctor.

She kept one set for herself and asked Mo Lin to take the set she had kept to the lakeside to wash it so she could use it that evening.

As for the other members of the tribe, they can only try to make it later.

Suddenly remembering something, he thought, "Oh right, it's time to harvest the rice."

Under the setting sun, golden rice paddies covered the open space.

Su Xiyue led everyone in using wooden mallets to husk the rice, and the white rice fell like pearls.

"This is rice?"

Xuanming picked up a grain of raw rice and was about to throw it into his mouth.

"Don't eat raw food."

She quickly stopped her, scooping up a bowl of water to rinse the rice: "It can only be eaten if it's cooked."

Ye Ling's silver eyes flickered slightly: "How about we stew a pot of meat?"

"Of course we want to! We'll also cook a few more dishes to go with the rice; it'll taste even better that way."

She smiled as she set up the earthenware pot, added the rinsed rice and the right amount of water, and began to cook it.

The campfire crackled, and the aroma of rice gradually filled the air.

Mi Yao came over following the aroma and saw Su Xiyue using the earthenware pot again to cook white rice.

The thought of having to gnaw on that hard, roasted meat filled him with jealousy and anger.

Suddenly, her gaze fell on the boiling earthenware pot, and a hint of malice flashed in her eyes.

But then, thinking of her sister Mia's fate, she couldn't help but shudder.

Instantly, all malicious thoughts vanished, and he hurriedly left.

(End of this chapter)