Half an hour before the sun sets, the vast tribal troops stopped migrating and entered a simple camp arranged in advance by the vanguard. The tribes entered a rest time. In the bustling bustle, the strong laborers of all households in the tribe began to unload items from horses and camel beasts and set up tents. The women seized the time to build pots and cook rice, preparing the only hot soup and hot meal every day for the family who had been running for a day. The rest of the idle people drove their livestock to disperse around, and they had to take advantage of the time before the sun sets to let the livestock who had been running for a day eat some grass and replenish their physical strength. After all, livestock that only relies on hay and coarse grains to feed them is still under great pressure on the herders. Especially after experiencing the severe cold of winter, the livestock themselves are thin, and if there is not enough food during the migration, the mortality rate is very high.

In fact, for nomadic tribes, migration is definitely not a simple and easy thing. Every migration is related to the survival status of the tribe. How to migrate and that route is all calculated through a lot of calculations.

On the grassland, there are two conditions that affect the basic survival of tribes, one is forage and the other is sufficient water. It is these two conditions that affect the migration of tribes. Without enough forage, you cannot feed enough livestock, and naturally you cannot feed grassland people. If you stay in a place for a long time, the forage will be eaten up by livestock very quickly, so the tribe must continue to migrate to ensure that the livestock has enough forage to eat. Moreover, the growth conditions of the forage are very different with the change of seasons. Where to migrate to be more conducive to the growth of livestock, it is necessary to compare and calculate.

Once migration begins, water sources will become a big problem. After all, rivers and lakes on the grassland are limited and it is impossible to migrate along the rivers all the time, so sometimes water sources cannot be replenished during the migration journey. In order to solve this problem, there are teams in the tribe who are responsible for transporting clear water, and replenish a large amount of clear water in places with sufficient water sources for tribe consumption. However, even so, the migration route needs to be carefully calculated to ensure the supply of water sources as much as possible. Otherwise, the pressure on tribes during migration will be very huge, and it is easy to cause major losses due to lack of water.

In addition to these two natural factors, the migration of tribes on the grasslands in the desert is also affected by the temple orders. There will be disputes in places where there are people. On a grassland, there are limited people who can support them. If the tribes want to develop, they must occupy more grasslands and water sources. In order to compete for grasslands and water sources, the tribes must be in a state of competition, or even hostility.

In order to avoid the fight between the various tribes of the grassland and water sources, and weaken the overall strength of the grassland people, as the actual rulers of the wasteland states, the seven temples will come forward to coordinate the interests of each tribe every two years. A powerful tribe will obtain more rights to use the grassland water sources, while a weak tribe will lose the rights to use the grassland and water sources. Moreover, there are some special areas on the grassland, which are very dangerous and cannot be too close. Therefore, after each adjustment of the grassland and water sources, the tribe's migration route needs to be recalculated to ensure the maximum use of the resources obtained and strengthen their own tribes.

When ordinary herders are busy, there are tribal members who are in charge of their duties, that is, tribal elites, who are now free. Whether it is setting out in advance to clean up dangerous hunting teams, or setting out to build camps first, or even the vanguard troops that protect the safety of the large army, except for leaving the necessary personnel on duty, everyone else has entered a theoretical rest time and can take time to do some of their own things.

However, those who have some jobs and can relax and relax are not included in the traitor class who does all kinds of groceries. As the bottom of the tribe, when the tribe elites are resting, the traitors need to help the elites build tents, grazing livestock, and cooking. Only after helping these elites finish their work can the traitors build their own simple tents and eat a few bites of dry food. However, at that time, it was basically night.

When the peddlers left the peddler camp to serve tribal warriors and elites, they used two stone bone grass to offset the labor service during the migration. Moen, who had already built his and Mo Bing's tents and began to dig a stove in the open space in front of the camp. At this time, there were not many people staying in the peddler camp, and most of the peddlers had tasks and needed to serve others or do some public affairs. A small number of people like Moen did not have to serve labor service. At this time, most of them chose to study or practice, improve their strength, and strive to get out of the peddler class as soon as possible. Therefore, at this time, there were very few people in the peddler camp.

"Moen, what are you going to do? Today is the day of a fight!" Moen just dug up the earth stove, Mo Bing came over with a bundle of dry firewood and a few bloody pieces of meat, muttering constantly. In a blink of an eye, the month agreed by Moen and Mu Yin had passed, and today the two of them were going to take action. At this critical moment, Moen not only did not hurry up to rest, but also kept up the energy to deal with the battle, but instead wanted to cook in person, and also made some strange requests for Mo Bing. It was no wonder Mo Bing muttered.

"Isn't it the agreed time yet? Have you got everything done? Is it fresh wolf ribs?" Mo En smiled slightly, ignored Mo Bing's muttering, reached out to take the piece of meat from Mo Bing's hand, and smelled it, "Well, the meat is very good."

"Of course it's good. This wolf also swallowed the elixir and mutated. Its strength is no worse than the one you killed last time. I spent a whole piece of wolf skin to exchange it from the hunting team." Mo Bing said angrily: "And with this dry firewood, wouldn't it be enough to just use cow dung to cook? I had to find some dry firewood? For this bundle of firewood, I grind it in the carpenter Uncle Li for a long time, and finally bribed him a house of wine before I got it."

"Haha, who will be with us brothers? But don't worry, I won't let your hard work be in vain. Next, I will make you a delicious dish that you have never eaten before." Moen said with a smile while placing dry firewood.

"A delicious food I've never eaten before? Moen, when did you learn to brag? Depending on your attitude, isn't it just roasting wolf meat? I think it's better to cook wolf meat porridge directly! It's delicious and nourishing the body." Mo Bing said with a disdain. He was joking in his mouth, but Mo Bing had already raised fire in his hands. This beast that mutated by swallowing spiritual medicine is a good supplement for warriors and is very popular with martial artists, so he needs a wolf skin to change it. Mo Bing also wanted Moen to ensure sufficient physical strength before he fought with Mu Yin, so he changed this kind of meat back so much.

"Don't worry, Mo Bing, I promise to open your eyes this time." Moen said confidently while cleaning the wolf meat.

"Really?" Mo Bing looked at Moen with a confident look and asked in surprise. Although he knew that Moen had liked all kinds of delicacies since he was a child and liked to make some strange things by himself, to be honest, Moen's cooking level cannot be said to be very high. After all, when he was a child, his life was under great pressure, and when he was in a better situation, Moen focused most of his energy on studying and practicing. When he usually eats, he basically focuses on dry food, jerky meat, etc., and rarely spends time studying cooking. Now he is suddenly confident and wants to surprise himself, so Mo Bing naturally doesn't believe it.

"Let's wait and see!" Moen did not explain any more. After washing the wolf meat, he took out the dagger with him, cut the wolf meat into small pieces, and then put the small pieces of wolf meat with the prepared tag. After completing this, Moen took out a cloth bag from the deer skin bag on his waist, took out a little powder, and evenly sprinkled on the worn wolf meat skewers.

"What kind of spice is this? The taste is so special!" Looking at Moen's movement, Mo Bing twitched his nose and asked in surprise. Generally speaking, in tribal barbecue, it is basically just seasoned with some coarse salt, and only when there are higher grades, spices are used. However, the spices Moen took out are obviously different from those that Mo Bing had seen in the past, and the taste is also very different.

"I match this myself, it's very good, right?" Moen said with a smile. Moen's ability to match such a special spice is naturally due to his bizarre dream. In addition to the two sets of exercises, Moen also had a lot of strange knowledge in his mind, many of the others were related to cooking. "To be the number one cooking master among the taurens" is often seen in his mind when Moen was studying cooking knowledge, which made Moen always feel inexplicable.

However, out of his love for cooking and trust in martial arts, Moen carefully studied the cooking knowledge in his mind in his spare time. Although there were many of these knowledges that Moen could not understand and could not do, because of the magic of practicing martial arts before, Moen believed in these cooking knowledge. Especially after experimenting with a herb baking egg and feeling the charm of this cooking technique, Moen made up his mind and prepared to make a "dish that ordinary tribal masters can't cook".

"It's really good. When did you have such skills?" Mo Bing said with a smile.

"Haha, this is just the ingredients. When I'm done, you can evaluate my ability!" Seeing that the fire was almost done, Moen smiled slightly, picked up a tag, and placed it on the stove fire. At the same time, the other hand activated the thin internal energy in his body and gestured on the meat skewers. After advancing to a level 4 warrior, with the special features of Hunyuan Gong, Moen could already release the internal energy from the outside, but this internal energy could not hurt people. And with Moen's movements, the fire continued to change, the spices quickly merged into the wolf meat, and a strong fragrance began to spread in the air.

"It smells so good! You won't prepare to roast one by one, right? Then when will you have to wait? No, you are using your internal energy! How can you use your internal energy at this time?" Looking at Moen's movements, Mo Bing was initially surprised and intoxicated by the rich fragrance, but soon after, he discovered the internal energy in Moen's hand and asked in shock. When the war was about to start, Moen actually used his internal energy to cook, which was simply seeking death. Mo Bing wanted to stop Moen at that time.

"Don't worry, I'm a good deal." Moen continued his movements and said with a smile. Before Mo Bing took action, Moen completed the movement in his hand and sent the wolf meat skewers to Mo Bing.

"Exclusive dry wolf kebabs, please taste them." Moen said with a smile. Since having that bizarre dream, Moen has not only improved his strength sharply, but also has changed his personality greatly. The boy who was originally a little inferior and introverted has gradually become cheerful. There are also many more jokes with Mo Bing.

"It's not that it only smells delicious. Hey! It's really delicious!" Mo Bing was about to hit Moen, but as soon as the meat was in his mouth, he couldn't help but exclaim.

"No, it's not just delicious, this power? Is this the power of wolf meat? Why is it so much more effective than wolf meat porridge?" Mo Bing shouted in surprise as he felt the warm current that merged into his body. The moment he swallowed the wolf meat, Mo Bing felt the changes in his body. A warm current emanated from his stomach and everywhere in his body, which not only made him feel energetic, but also made him feel a little stronger. Even the internal energy in his body was ready to move, wanting to operate automatically.

"You two are actually barbecue here. Have you forgotten the appointment today?" Just when Mo Bing wanted to ask Moen how he had such skills, a sneer came from afar, and Mu Tie and his followers walked towards Moen and the others.

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