Chapter 4 Who Said There Are No Men in the House
Jiang Xiaorou had it without a doubt, and told Yi Yun a lot about this different world.
Originally, Yi Yun thought that this might be a world that respected martial arts, but after listening to Jiang Xiaorou's description, Yi Yun realized that he still underestimated the status of martial arts in this world.
To be precise, it is a world where martial arts are life.
In this world, human beings have their own cities and camps, while the wild is the world of wild beasts and wild beasts.
Whether human beings go out to farm or hunt, they may be attacked by wild beasts and wild beasts. Because these terrifying giant beasts compress the scope of human activities, for the people at the bottom, materials are very scarce.
For a camp, a city, high-level warriors are the lifeblood!
Without the protection of high-level warriors, the residents of the camps and cities are likely to be slaughtered by wild beasts overnight.
The clan that Yi Yun and Jiang Xiaorou belonged to, unfortunately, was a small clan without high-level warriors.
The entire tribe is precarious and may be destroyed at any time.
Because their strength is too weak, the food that this small tribe can produce and collect is very limited. They can't support themselves at all. They can only rely on processing weapons, such as arrows and armor, for the tribes in the big city, in exchange for some food and beasts. meat to survive.
The materials for the arrows made by Jiang Xiaorou were brought from a large tribe, and she was only in charge of processing them.
"Yun'er, go into the room and sleep, tomorrow I can use these arrows to exchange for a lot of food and a piece of wild beast meat, do you remember the wild beast? It is the most powerful beast, only a very large tribe can Hunt and eat a piece of its meat, you can gain a lot of strength! If you eat it for a long time, you will soon become a warrior!"
Jiang Xiaorou said, a little fascinated, it would be great if her younger brother could also become a warrior.
It's a pity that they can only have the opportunity to eat wild beast meat once in a few months, and becoming a warrior is destined to be an extravagant hope.
In the big clan, those young people eat the meat of wild beasts. In fact, the meat of wild beasts is not precious in large tribes. Although wild beasts are difficult to hunt, a large wild beast has ten It is several meters long and weighs tens of thousands of pounds. Its meat is enough for ten people to eat for several years.
For the arrogant sons of the big tribes, the meat of wild animals is eaten by the inferior, and what they eat is the bones of wild animals, that is, the bones of the wild.
The essence of the desolate beast is all in the desolate bone, a huge desolate beast skeleton, refined through a special technique, can refine the essence of the desolate bone the size of a soybean.
This desolate bone essence can help warriors to break through the realm, as well as open up the meridians, stimulate blood and other benefits, it is simply something that warriors dream of.
Of course, the essence of the desolate bones was basically equivalent to a legend for the poor of the inferior tribes such as Jiang Xiaorou and Yi Yun.
Not to mention that desolate bones are rare, even if you get a desolate bone, if you want to boil it into an essence, you need a lot of methods, many secret methods, and it is difficult for ordinary people to successfully cook it.
"Desolate Beast Meat, Desolate Bone Essence..."
Yi Yun murmured to himself, he heard this term from Jiang Xiaorou's mouth, and was somewhat surprised that Jiang Xiaorou's knowledge was so broad.
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The night was silent, and the next morning, Yi Yun woke up early, not from sleep, but from hunger.
After a few days without food, he drank some porridge. One could imagine Yi Yun's hunger.
"Miss Xiaorou!"
Now Yi Yun is used to calling her sister. During the chat with Jiang Xiaorou yesterday, Yi Yun knew that his habit of calling Jiang Xiaorou was "Sister Xiaorou".
"Um... Miss Rou, how are you..."
Yi Yun was startled for a moment, he saw that Jiang Xiaorou's clothes were covered with heavy dew, and her originally watery eyes were bloodshot, and she was extremely tired.
Looking at the two large bundles of arrows in Jiang Xiaorou's arms, how could Yi Yun not see that Jiang Xiaorou had not slept all night, and had been rushing to work to make arrows!
poor family,
When the oil lamp could not be lit, Jiang Xiaorou made the arrows by the faint light of fireflies attracted by a Cordyceps sinensis, and the moonlight on that day. Under such difficult conditions, making arrows overnight, the damage to the body can be imagined.
Jiang Xiaorou smiled, "Yun'er, you fell and got hurt before, I've been taking care of you, and two days ago I was busy burying you and making sacrifices, so I didn't have time to make arrows, today is the day to change food, if you don't rush to work, do more work. One point, our sister and brother will not be able to eat, and I will cook you up with wild beast meat today!"
While speaking, Jiang Xiaorou lovingly touched Yi Yun's head.
Yi Yun's expression darkened. He didn't know what to say. He watched Jiang Xiaorou take the oilcloth and carefully wrap the two bundles of arrows. His eyes were full of joy and satisfaction.
Yi Yun let out a heavy sigh, clenched his fists slightly, and made up his mind that no matter what, he would let this elder sister who cared about him live a good life.
"Let's go, let's change food!"
Jiang Xiaorou pulled Yi Yun, carrying two heavy bundles of arrows, and came to the drying field where the grain was exchanged with high expectations.
A lot of people have gathered here.
The most eye-catching is a man in a brocade robe on a high platform.
He was about twenty-four or five years old, sitting on a large animal skin chair with a golden sword, with a well-made sword hanging around his waist.
At this moment, the man in the golden robe was scanning the busy suffering people below him with lazy eyes.
These people are carrying arrows in bundles, as well as pieces of well-made leather armor. Every time they carry a piece, there is a person who looks like a master next to it.
And beside the man in the brocade robe, there was a well-dressed old man in a yellow shirt. He was smiling and flattering.
"Master Tao, are you satisfied with the soft armor this time?"
The old man bowed and knelt, and the folds on his face were crowded together.
The brocade-robed man glanced at the old man and snorted, as an answer.
Although the brocade-robed man looked arrogant, the old man didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, and still had a full smile on his face.
This Master Tao is the messenger of the big tribe and is responsible for collecting weapons. Although Master Tao may not do well in his tribe, or else he would not have been sent to do this kind of errands, but he was very concerned about the old man in yellow shirt. In other words, the other party is a big man.
Jiang Xiaorou also handed in the two bundles of arrows she made in exchange for two small wooden tokens.
Holding the two wooden plaques, Jiang Xiaorou's pretty face was blushing, her little hands were tightly clenched, and her palms were slightly sweaty. The wooden plaques were the food for her and her brother.
After a quarter of an hour, all the weapons and soft armor were loaded into the cart, and two horses with horns on their heads pulled the cart away.
Master Tao glanced lazily at the ledger, and asked someone to remove a large wooden box from the car, threw it in front of the old man in yellow shirt, and left with his entourage.
The old man in the yellow shirt was full of smiles, and respectfully sent Master Tao away, then stood up, the smile on his face subsided, and changed to a majestic color.
The people of the tribe have been looking forward to it for a long time, "Patriarch, quickly divide the food."
"Yeah, we haven't seen meat in months!"
Some of the half-eldest boys have already begun to shout, and they are all waiting to receive food and meat and go home to fill their stomachs.
"Be quiet!" The old man in the yellow shirt pressed his hands, signaling everyone to be quiet. Yi Yun did not expect that this old guy who seemed to have no backbone was actually the clan chief.
"Since everyone is so impatient, let's distribute food first!"
As soon as the words fell, a few vigorous men stepped forward impatiently, drove the ox cart, and pulled the grain out of the warehouse, and the grain bags were 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 don't you see animal meat?"
Many people shouted that this time they handed over more weapons than usual, but the things they got were pitiful. Not only did they lose more than half of the food, but even the long-awaited animal meat was gone.
"The Huoyun tribe is deceiving people too much, so they use this thing to send us?"
"Patriarch, what the hell is going on!"
Seeing that the noise below became more and more fierce, the old man in the yellow shirt snorted coldly, "Shut up! I will explain this matter in a while. Now divide the food! Hand in the wooden sign, and you will get as much food as you want!"
As the old man in the yellow shirt spoke, a faint aura emanated, causing many dissatisfied people to shut up immediately.
This old man in yellow shirt is a warrior.
Although he is a low-level mortal blood warrior, he is the backbone of the tribe, and rarely anyone dares to disobey him.
"The soldiers in the reserve camp, get the food first!"
The old man in the yellow shirt waved his hand as he spoke, and a group of men in animal skins stepped forward. These men were fifteen or sixteen years younger, and the elders were thirty or forty years old. Without exception, they were all strong and muscular bodies. , At first glance, it is a trainer.
These people are members of the warrior reserve camp and the hope of the tribe. The warriors in the warrior reserve camp are all selected boys with good physique. They have been trained since childhood. Except for occasional hunting, they neither farm nor engage in production. Production activities such as arrows and soft armor.
However, if there is good meat and good food in the tribe, they will give priority to supplying the warrior reserve camp, because once a high-level warrior is among them, it will be a great wealth for the tribe.
Not to mention the protective effect of high-level warriors on the tribe, just talking about their production capacity, high-level warriors are already powerful enough to go into the wilderness to hunt alone. Once they hit a few large beasts, it will be enough for the entire tribe to eat for several days. !
It is no exaggeration to say that a high-level warrior can support a small clan!
There are dozens of soldiers in the reserve camp. They are not engaged in production and naturally have no wooden signs, but each of them took a large bag full of food.
One-fifth of the food bags that were originally small went away at once, and the clansmen who did not receive food were dozens of times as many as the warrior reserve camp.
As a result, many people are destined to go hungry.
Beside Yi Yun, Jiang Xiaorou immediately clenched the wooden sign in her hand, her little face was pale, how would they live if they couldn't get food.
The clansmen were silent. The members of the warrior reserve camp received no less food than before. If this goes on, it will definitely not be enough.
"There are first-class men in the family, come and get food!"
The old man in the yellow shirt once again issued an order. In this world, force is the life. Outside the soldier reserve camp, other men are also divided into three, six and nine.
The simple test method is to compare the strength. A man who can lift three hundred pounds of stone locks is a first-class man!
Further down, the lighter the stone lock that can be lifted, the lower the rating will naturally be.
Families with first-class males breathed a sigh of relief and hurried forward to get food. The wooden plaques were just a reference at this time. The food these families received was a lot less than usual, but they finally got it.
These families were originally a little richer, and they usually have surplus food at home, so they will be a little tighter in the future, but it will not be too difficult to live on.
"There are second-class men in the family, come and get food!"
The old man in yellow shirt spoke again. Compared to his previous servility towards that "Young Master Tao", the old man in yellow shirt who looked cold and determined at this time was completely different.
Second-class males can lift 250 catties of stone locks, and the food they get is a lot less.
The number of food bags decreased rapidly, and Jiang Xiaorou's face paled for every one less food bag. She held the wooden sign in her hand tightly, her palms full of cold sweat.
It's not a matter of missing a few bags of food, it's a matter of life, without food, they will starve to death!
Originally, she had high hopes for this distribution of food. She not only wanted to receive food, but also wanted to bring a piece of animal meat for Yi Yun to stew, but now, there was no ordinary food.
"There are third-class men in the family, come and get food!"
The food is getting less and less, Jiang Xiaorou has held her breath.
The old man in the yellow shirt also frowned, the food was too poor, many people could not get it, and some people were destined to starve to death in the next few months.
But for the benefit of the tribe, in order to fight for the chance of the carp leaping over the Dragon Gate, the old man in yellow shirt could only be ruthless and sacrifice some of the weak.
In the tribe, it is very common for people to die of starvation and illness. The poor living environment makes the average life expectancy here terribly short.
"The rest, come get food."
As soon as the old man in yellow shirt finished speaking, a group of people rushed to snatch it up. Jiang Xiaorou screamed and was overturned to the ground by the surging crowd.
She fell black and blue, but she still held the wooden token in her hand tightly, as if the wooden token was her sustenance and could bring her hope.
"Miss Xiaorou."
Seeing Jiang Xiaorou fall helplessly to the ground, Yi Yun did not know where the strength came from, squeezed out the crowd, and pulled Jiang Xiaorou up.
"Miss Xiaorou, are you alright?"
Yi Yun was nervous in his heart, if he fell and was trampled in the crowd, he would die.
Jiang Xiaorou held Yi Yun's hand, her heart was full of helplessness...
"Squeeze anything, give it to me honestly!"
The old man in the yellow shirt roared loudly, and his voice seemed to be infused with some kind of energy, which made the clansmen who had swarmed up suddenly quiet a lot.
"Line up, come one by one!"
The old man in yellow shirt was fierce, and no one in the crowd dared to disobey him. You must know that he has absolute strength and is in charge of clan rules. It is not impossible for him to kill anyone who does not obey his orders.
People began to queue up to receive food, even though the food distributed to each family was pitifully small this time, but after all, there were so many people that the food would run out in a while.
Jiang Xiaorou's heart sank, without food, they couldn't support it at all.
"Wang Long, bring a few people to take out the surplus grain from the clan's warehouse." The old man in yellow shirt said to a strong man beside him.
This strong man named Wang Long was the servant of the old man in yellow shirt.
"Yes, patriarch."
Wang Long strode away, and soon, he pushed a small cart over, and lifted off a few bags of grain. These grains were the grain reserves of the tribe, but they were all coarse grains.
On Earth, eating whole grains means multivitamins, which means health.
But in this other world, this is not the case at all.
Coarse grains are leftovers from the last grain mill. They are mixed with wheat bran. Foods made from coarse grains have a tough taste and are difficult to swallow.
Moreover, coarse grains mean low calories, which are not only difficult to digest, but also provide less energy. One kilogram of ** grains is equivalent to eating two kilograms of coarse grains.
Although it was coarse grain, it was better than none at all. People had to accept their fate to receive grain. Everyone received very little grain. Jiang Xiaorou was originally in the last place. When it was her turn, there was not much coarse grain left.
She handed over the two wooden signs soaked in sweat, but only received two slap-sized bags of coarse grains. Even if she and Yi Yun ate wheat bran porridge every day, they could only eat it for ten days.
Jiang Xiaorou was completely stunned, holding the light grain bag in her hand, she could not accept this result.
The younger brother has just come back to life, are they going to starve to death together?
"Why are you still here, don't get in the way!"
The man in charge of distributing the food said impatiently, and wanted Jiang Xiaorou to leave quickly.
Jiang Xiaorou felt angry, she worked hard all night to make arrows, and only got so little food in exchange. Although she is a weak woman, at this time, she gritted her teeth and faced a group of strong men who symbolized the rule of the tribe.
"Why are there so few? I handed in two bundles of arrows, but not only did I not receive any fine grains, even the coarse grains were far less than 10% of the usual amount!"
The man in charge of distributing food was stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect that the little girl in front of him would have the courage to question him.
"I don't know the rules! You are a child, and you are a girl, and you don't even have a male at home. What's the use of so much food, and eating too much is a waste!"
In this world, small tribes prefer sons to daughters.
In large tribes, there are all kinds of wild animal meat, and even the essence of wild bones is supplied. The physical gap between men and women is not much, and the female masters are not much better than the men.
However, in small tribes, the physical advantage of men over women is an insurmountable ditch, and few women can surpass men in physical strength.
Being discriminated against, Jiang Xiaorou was even more angry, "Who said there is no male in my family! There are also males in my Jiang Xiaorou's family!"
Jiang Xiaorou said, grabbed Yi Yun's hand and stood with Yi Yun!
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