Awakening divorce, the little female is scrambled by all the big guys

Chapter 115 The Future of Goats

They arrived at the Fu tribe very early last night, but only saw the fields of rice at the entrance of the tribe.

They really couldn't bear it and couldn't bear to set the fire.

It was because of this period of hesitation that they were caught by the males.

They were really forced into a corner, but when they got to the rice, they were reluctant to destroy the rice they had grown with so much effort.

Ophelia was deeply moved by the loyalty of the goat people.

"I was inconsiderate about the rice issue. I didn't expect it would hurt you."

"I have some crops here that are suitable for planting in autumn and harvesting in winter. If you like, I can provide you with seeds."

"You may have heard that we have mastered the method of breeding game. I am willing to provide you with breeding rabbits and chicks."

"In addition to growing rice, you can also raise game. That way, you won't have to worry about starving due to natural disasters."

The males of the goat tribe were all surprised. They didn't expect Ophelia to say such a thing.

For a moment they didn't know how to answer, after all, they had been full of malice towards this little female.

When the goat tribe leader heard Ophelia's words, his eyes turned red and the tears that had been in his eyes fell.

"Thank you, little female."

On his way here, he had already seen the chickens, rabbits, and pigs raised by the Fu tribe.

He was thinking at the time that if his tribe could also master the method of raising these livestock, they would not have to rely on rice to survive every year.

"Don't be too happy, I'm providing you with this help under certain conditions."

"Just tell me what conditions you have." The Goat Tribe leader didn't want to miss such a good opportunity, and he made up his mind that as long as the other party's conditions were not excessive, he would agree to them.

"The furs of the prey you raise belong to me."

"After the corn you plant is harvested, you must pay me 100 kilograms per acre as compensation."

Corn is also a very high-yield crop. In modern times, one acre of land can yield 1400-1700 kilograms.

But the land in the animal world is not so fertile now.

Moreover, the goat tribe has no fertilizer available, and 500 kilograms of corn can be produced per acre of land, which is already the limit.

No matter how small the rabbit skin is, it can be exchanged for points. Her space system has not been upgraded for a long time.

And now she has already spent a lot of time and energy just growing rice, raising pigs, chickens and rabbits.

Taylor has to go up the mountain to collect grass for pigs every day, which is really hard work. It would be better to let the rabbits go out to help everyone improve their lives.

No matter how small a fly is, it is still meat. A little bit of it can add up to a lot and allow the goat tribe to have a warm winter.

"Okay, we promise you, I guarantee that every rabbit skin will be left for you." After the goat tribe leader spoke, several other goat tribe members agreed one after another.

"This is the reward of one hundred kilograms of grain per acre of land, right? It's a bit..." The goat tribe leader was a little hesitant.

"Don't worry, the corn I planted for you will yield at least 500 kilograms per acre, which is even higher than the yield of rice."

"Is it really possible to produce 500 kilograms per mu?" A male goat raised the question.

Ophelia raised an eyebrow. "What else can you do now besides trusting me?"

The goat tribe leader thought about it again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and decided to believe Ophelia.

After the deal was settled, Ophelia agreed to send them corn seeds three days later.

He also taught them how to grow crops and said that they could come to the Fu tribe to trade food, and that he would reserve a special shop for them in the Fu tribe's walled shop.

The goat males had been devastated after being captured, but now, unexpectedly, a new opportunity presented itself. "Thank you so much, little female. If you need any help in the future, please let me know."

"We, the goat tribe, will definitely help you." The goat tribe leader looked at Ophelia excitedly and thanked her for a long time before leaving with his people.

Ophelia watched everyone leave and couldn't help but sigh. "He's a good patriarch."

A simple and honest tribe like the Goat Tribe shouldn't be allowed to die out. This would also go against her original intention of growing rice.
"The princess is also very good. In my heart, the princess is the best." Taylor hugged Ophelia in his arms, kissed her forehead, and whispered.

Ophelia blushed at his coaxing and glared at him. "You're becoming more and more adept at saying sweet words."

Taylor chuckled, "I'm just telling the truth."

Without the goat tribe causing trouble, the three days of drying the rice passed peacefully.

On the morning of the fourth day, people from nearby tribes came to watch Ophelia and her team husking the rice.

They wanted to see with their own eyes how much rice could be harvested from these rice plants.

In fact, Ophelia already had a rough guess about how much rice she could harvest.

But she did not reveal it in advance because she wanted to arouse people's curiosity and thus make the Fu tribe famous for its planting and breeding.

In this way, when people mention the Fu tribe in the future, they will know that they are large-scale farmers in growing crops and raising livestock.

At that time, no matter how much rice she offers for trade, it will not arouse suspicion.

Hulling rice is not as easy as harvesting it.

The force used in hulling should be just right. If the force is too great, the rice will be crushed, and if the force is too small, the rice cannot be completely hulled, so it requires great skill.

Today, all the males of the Fu tribe did not go out hunting, but helped to husk the rice.

By the time it got dark, all the rice had been husked.

Ophelia took out the animal skin bags that had been prepared long ago and asked the tribesmen to pack them on the spot.

The capacity of a hide bag is one hundred kilograms, and they filled twenty bags, which is two hundred kilograms.

Everyone who watched the whole process was amazed, even the people of the Fu tribe were shocked.

Although they had already guessed that the rice weighed at least 1,000 kilograms, they did not expect that there were actually 20 bags.

"Today we have finished hulling our rice. Soon we will begin preparing for the bonfire party as the Fu tribe's harvest festival."

"Anyone who has free time can come and participate. And what I said before about inviting a hundred young females to taste my rice is true."

After witnessing with their own eyes that the Fu tribe produced two thousand kilograms of rice, everyone had no doubt that Ophelia would take out twenty kilograms of rice to entertain the young female.

So some smart people quickly ran back to the tribe and told their relatives the news.

So when it was night and the bonfire of the Fu tribe was just lit, many young females came.

Of course they did not come empty-handed, each of them brought some small prey.

But these small prey are far less valuable than twenty kilograms of rice.

Meanwhile, all the bamboo tube rice dumpling leaves prepared by Ophelia were cooked.

Zeref frowned, "Ophelia, there are over a hundred young females here today."

Ophelia smiled and said, "It's okay. I prepared some extra food, enough for them."

Naturally, no one would want to miss out on such a good opportunity as eating rice for free.

She expected that there would be more than a hundred females coming, so she was prepared.