Becoming Rich In A Beast World

Cain quickly returned to Su Tang's side, as if nothing had happened.

Facing Adam's half-smile look, Cain stared back fiercely!

"Tangtang, patriarch, you are back, come and eat the barbecue, it's still hot!"

Hongguo handed over two pieces of steaming barbecue skewered on the branch.

After taking it, Cain handed Su Tang a bunch, "Eat it!"

"By the way, Aunt Hongguo, the one in my hand is a mushroom. Take the females in the tribe to walk around here. If you see the same ones, collect them all. Be careful not to pick those red and purple ones. , black mushrooms, those are inedible!"

While speaking, Su Tang handed the white mushroom in his hand to Hongguo.

After taking the fruit, Hongguo looked it over carefully, then nodded and said, "Okay, I see, you guys eat it while it's hot, and I'll take the females to take a look around."

Although yesterday's earthquake came very suddenly, everyone brought some useful things with them.

The females all carried baskets on their backs, and Old Nick didn't forget to bring the herbs he had collected before. Adam wrapped all the salt tightly with big green leaves and put it together with Old Nick's herbs.

All the chestnuts and animal skins of the tribe are safe and sound in Su Tang's space. It can be said that apart from the ceramics and the big Bupleurum planted by the stream, there is nothing to worry about!

When the few people were enjoying their meal, Meng Ze suddenly came over and said, "Patriarch, there is an orc who claims to be the patriarch of the weasel tribe over there begging to see him! He brought his clansman with him!"

Cain quickly ate the barbecue in his hand, "Let them come over!"

Su Tang stretched his neck curiously, and saw Ma Qing leading his clansmen rushing here from a distance, but his clansmen were too strange...

Several elderly females were supported by young females, the emaciated cubs with only skeletons left, and more than a dozen injured orcs, including Tian Ding whom Su Tang knew!

Compared with the fat and fat orcs of the Maverick tribe, the people of the Weasel tribe seem to have crawled out of a slum!

This... such a tribe, Su Tang is very curious about how they survived?

Cain reached out and patted Su Tang's head, and said lightly, "Don't just look at it, eat it!"

The roasted meat with only salt really didn't suit the taste of sucrose. After eating a few mouthfuls, he handed the roasted meat to Cain, and whispered something in his ear.

Cain smiled dotingly, and said, "Okay, then you have to eat more..."

Su Tang nodded happily, and when everyone's attention was attracted by the weasel tribe, she threw a few chestnuts into the fire.

After doing these little tricks, the people from the weasel tribe also arrived!

Ma Qing took a step forward with a serious face, clenched her right hand on her chest, and saluted Cayin in a beastly way!

"Ma Qing of the weasel tribe, I have met the patriarch!"

He didn't say to let him get up, and he didn't say not to let him get up. He seemed to give him a warning, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

Ma Qing continued to kneel on one knee, an indescribable sense of comfort flashed across his drooping old face, "Master Patriarch, our weasel tribe experienced a disaster last night, and now there are only a few dozen people left. We voluntarily join the winged tiger tribe , I implore the patriarch to take us in!"

"I implore the patriarch to take us in!"

The orcs, females, and cubs behind Ma Qing also knelt on the ground and said in unison.