I've been transported to the orc continent.

Chapter 110 is so cute!

While it was still bright daylight, Bai Ling told the beastmen to stop working, as it would be too dark to see clearly, and if they planted the wrong plants, all their efforts would be wasted.

Several tribal chiefs approached Bai Ling, thanked him for teaching them how to grow cassava, and then asked, "Ling, can you teach us how to grow other foods?"

"Yes, could you teach us how to plant the other seeds you collected, like wheat, soybeans, and mung beans?"

These seeds used to be called by other names, but after Bai Ling collected them, he brought over the names from Earth. Now, the surrounding tribes all call them by those names, just like Bai Ling.

“Ling, please teach us this too,” the chief of the Longhorn tribe said, rubbing his hands together. “I heard you made delicious candy with this, and we’d like to make some of it as well.”

"Are those planted in the same way as radish grass?" the chieftain of the Great River tribe asked.

Bai Ling shook his head and said, "Of course not. Those need to be planted with seeds, not with stems." He looked up at the sky. It was still early, so Bai Ling decided to take them to choose seeds.

Knowing they were going to learn how to grow wheat and beans, many beastmen followed. Bai Ling didn't bring too many seeds, as the weather was still a bit cold and it wasn't the right time to plant these crops. He just took a few seeds to demonstrate to the beastmen.

Bai Ling put the soybeans into a winnowing basket, held the basket with both hands and turned it up and down, so that the thinner beans were tossed to the top.

“I’ve already selected these seeds in advance. Now I’m just giving you a demonstration,” Bai Ling showed the winnowing basket to the clan leaders. “Go back and make some winnowing baskets too. They’re very useful.”

"Before planting, you need to pick out the smaller seeds and pebbles, and then soak the seeds."

"Actually, you don't need to soak them. You can soak them overnight before planting. When planting grains, you should choose plump seeds without pests so that the crops can grow well and yield more grain."

*

Today, most of the orcs in the tribe went to plant cassava. Planting cassava isn't exactly tiring, but it's quite troublesome and repetitive.

Most of the beastmen are active people. Their hunting and gathering are lively activities, but planting cassava is just repeating the same action. At first, the beastmen found it very novel, but after a whole day, they stopped finding it interesting. Many beastmen found it not very interesting.

However, when they thought about how they could have plenty of cassava to eat in the fall and not go hungry during the winter, even the most boring orcs immediately became enthusiastic about planting cassava again.

"I'm going to learn how to plant beans with Ling tomorrow too."

“I want to plant sorghum,” the tribesman chuckled twice. “I’ve already made arrangements with my friends from the Longhorn tribe to trade them for a basket of sorghum with animal meat.”

“I heard from Ling that sorghum doesn’t taste very good. You might as well grow soybeans instead. Soybeans can be ground into flour and eaten.”

The tribespeople who wanted to grow sorghum said, "But sorghum can be made into maltose."

His tribesmen laughed at him: "Without wheat, what will you use to make maltose?"

“Hehe, who said I don’t have wheat?” The orc who planted sorghum laughed smugly. “My uncle lives in the Great River Tribe, and I asked him for some wheat last year.”

His laughter was extremely smug and boastful, practically a mockery of the destruction and destruction of his tribesmen. The tribesmen launched a "condemnation" against him, but after each of them said something, he would laugh smugly: "I can make malt sugar."

"I can make maltose."

His hatred ran deep, making his people grit their teeth at him yet feel helpless.

The tribespeople were laughing and joking around, and the other tribespeople were also talking about it. Today they had all learned how to plant cassava from Bai Ling, but Bai Ling said it wasn't time yet. When the time came, they could plant cassava on the tribe's land and their own land.

Perhaps other foods can be grown. Some tribesmen plan to grow sorghum and beans, while others plan to grow various vegetables. Still others plan to travel to other tribes to bring back some foods that their own tribe does not have.

As the tribesmen talked, the topic somehow changed to how to turn the food they planted into delicious food. Just thinking about how there would be more delicious food in the fall made the beastmen excited.

As for Bai Ling, who is the most talked-about person among the clansmen, he is currently enjoying a moonlit night with his sweetheart.

*

It was a bright, sunny day. A round moon hung in the sky, and its bright light shone on the earth. Bai Ling and Yue sat side by side on a rock, chatting.

Bai Ling held out her hand for Yue to see: "Yue, do you think my hand is blistered?"

Bai Ling had never done any manual labor since he was a child. He only started collecting seeds last year. His hands are arguably the most tender among all the adult orcs in the entire tribe.

Without much thought, Yue took Bai Ling's hand and examined it carefully.

"It's not chafed, does it hurt?" Yue asked.

Bai Ling controlled her expression perfectly, showing a slight pain but bravely enduring it: "It hurts a little."

Yue's beautiful eyebrows furrowed: "Then you don't need to work tomorrow, I'll do it for you."

Bai Ling chuckled. Yue, not understanding why, just looked at Bai Ling with her icy blue eyes, seemingly not comprehending why he was laughing.

In fact, Bai Ling's hand didn't hurt at all; he just made up an excuse to make Yue Lai feel sorry for him.

All I see is his moon; he's so adorable.

However, I can't tell the truth. If Yue knew that my hand didn't hurt, but I still lied to him with this excuse, Yue would definitely be embarrassed.

Although the shy Yue is also cute, Bai Ling only wants to see Yue with eyes full of concern for him right now.

Because it made him feel warm and sweet inside.

"Yue, would you like to plant wheat, soybeans, mung beans, sorghum and other crops with me?" Bai Ling said. "I'll give you some seeds so you can plant them."

After thinking for a moment, Yue said, "I think I'd better not plant them. You don't have many seeds anyway."

"No matter who plants the seeds, they will be harvested in the fall. It doesn't matter whether you plant them or I plant them; they will all turn into food in the winter."

The sentence, "There's no difference between what you plant and what I plant," startled Yue at first, and then her entire face turned bright red.

He seemed unsure how to answer, and could only lower his head hastily and shyly, clasping his hands together, saying nothing.

Her heart was pounding, her mind was racing, and she felt completely out of it. Yue just kept her head down, like a robot that had shut down.

Even their breathing became shallow.

Bai Ling smiled but didn't say anything. She simply leaned closer to the moon and looked up at it.

The bright moonlight shines, yet it cannot compare to even a fraction of the beauty of the person before me.