I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 184 A Speech Unlike Any Other

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"Wow? They didn't fight?"

"What are you hitting?"

"Wow~ What are you guys talking about?"

"Can't you get some sleep?"

"That woman just took off her clothes and then put them back on; I thought she was going to mate."

"Who has time to mate right now! Can't you go to sleep?!"

"So noisy~"

"I'm so hungry~"

The goblins were confused and made noises, which also woke up some of the new tribesmen.

Zi Yi randomly kicked awake more than twenty goblins.

"Wake up! Get up and fetch water! We need to cook meat!"

"Wow? What are we eating?"

"Have you eaten?"

"What are you doing?"

Upon hearing that they were to eat, a group of goblins with glazed eyes immediately stood up, and the new tribesmen also sat up instinctively.

Ziyi shouted again in human language, "Get up! Take the flesh off your body! It's time to eat!"

"Yes, Chief!"

Upon receiving the order, the tribespeople took the meat off their bodies.

"Finally, it's time to eat."

"I'm starving."

"Feels good, we're eating meat again today."

The goblins spontaneously divided into groups of four or five, each carrying a large earthenware jar, and ran over the courtyard wall to fetch water from outside the stone wall on the north side.

With nothing else to do, some of the remaining tribesmen used spearheads and knives to cut the horse meat into strips or small pieces, while others started a fire under the copper frame.

Although Farol only lives here to look after Valos's house, he still needs to eat.

Embers were naturally left in the kitchen.

Once the fire was lit, the goblins who had been fetching water returned carrying their clay pots.

Zi Yi watched as they set up the earthenware pot, and the tribesmen threw in strips and chunks of meat.

Zian also carried two large boxes of wooden, ceramic, or bronze tableware from the kitchen and placed them next to the ceramic jar.

Li Mosi quickly checked the tableware.

There were several copper spoons and a dozen or so wooden spoons inside, enough for serving meals.

There were an absurd number of bowls.

Inside are more than a dozen copper bowls, more than a hundred ceramic bowls, and thousands of old but unused small wooden bowls.

The size of the earthenware and copper bowls is not much different from the bowls in the tribe; basically, one bowl is enough for one meal.

But those wooden bowls were rather small.

It looks a lot like the bowl Li Mosi used to serve rice before she time-traveled.

He had no idea what these bowls were for.

It only reminded him of those inexplicable things he had seen before his transmigration, things used to offset payments for goods.

Just as everyone was preparing, the approaching footsteps from the west turned to the south.

They have reached the crossroads.

By the time the group from West Road reached the gate of the main house, the water in the earthenware pot was already bubbling with many bubbles.

Along with the bubbles, wisps of steam carrying the aroma of meat also rose.

"Wow! I smell meat!"

"The meat-loving captain's nose is incredibly sensitive!"

"Is it time for dinner?"

"Wow! I'm starving after walking all night!"

Li Mosi only heard a creaking sound coming from outside the wall.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers led by Tanrou entered through the courtyard gate.

"The pot's heating up!"

"Time to eat!"

The goblins looked excited.

But the inhabitants who followed them in were not so relaxed.

A group of people hunched over slightly, carefully glancing around with their eyes.

The more than three hundred goblins present frightened them so much that they dared not approach.

The other hundred or so children carrying spears seemed even stranger to them.

But others wanted to come in, and those who came in first were pushed forward.

After several dozen leaders entered, about a hundred new members of the clan entered the courtyard.

"Time to eat!"

"Am I really going to be able to eat meat again today?"

"What else could it be? Didn't you only bring horse meat with you?"

Li Mosi looked at the people and pointed to the south of the open space.

"Come here, all of you, stand over here."

The clansmen were all waiting by the east gate of the courtyard, while the southern area was closer and more open.

The residents of West Road finally spotted a familiar face. They carefully bypassed their own people and headed south toward the open space. The little boy, who had been sitting silently for a long time, got up and followed.

The group of people looked at Li Mosi's side and immediately noticed something was wrong.

What about the woman who was being led around by the lord dressed as a craftsman?

All they saw was Haki Saint wearing an exquisite linen robe and with his hair styled in a bun.

Although she is still beautiful, she has lost her former glamour.

The people guessed that something had happened, but they couldn't quite put their finger on it.

Li Mosi watched as the people walked to the open space, then opened the [Leshanshui] map to check the progress of the other two teams.

Snapped……

A strange noise suddenly reached his ears.

"My lord."

The people all knelt down!

The spectacle left the tribespeople completely stunned.

For a moment, only the crackling sound of the campfire could be heard in the open space.

Li Mosi glanced at the map and found that the queue on South Road had also reached the intersection, but the queue on East Road was a little slower.

He could understand, after all, there was a pregnant woman over there who was due to give birth in just two months.

He turned off the map and looked up at his subjects.

Li Mosi immediately spotted the middle-aged man with the broken leg.

The way he used that word... was he some kind of witch who was crying with her head in her hands?

He pointed to the middle-aged man with the broken leg.

"What are you standing for if your leg is broken? Sit down."

The middle-aged man forced a smile and nodded along with the middle-aged woman beside him.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir. Thank you for your kindness, sir."

After the monotonous expression of gratitude, the procession of leaders fell silent once more.

But then another sound came from outside the courtyard wall.

The group from the South Road area is coming.

The water in the earthenware pot began to boil, and Li Mosi, who was five steps away from the pot, could smell the distinct aroma of meat.

"Don't be afraid, I think the new lord is quite nice."

"Yes, they also care whether we have enough food to get through the winter."

The faint sounds of conversation reached Li Mosi's ears.

One of the male voices sounded familiar to him; it had a somewhat goofy, big-man vibe to it.

It's a hammer.

"Wow! The meat smells delicious!"

Another group of soldiers excitedly ran into the courtyard, followed by the leaders of the South Road and the new people guarding the south side.

This group of citizens was clearly less nervous.

Seeing the West Road residents gathered on the south side of the open space, they took the initiative to go and join them.

"My lord!"

These people continued to kneel, seemingly out of muscle memory.

The common people knelt down first, and the artisans followed suit after seeing them kneel.

Li Mosi remained calm, having long since grown numb to it.

"Okay, stand up."

"Thank you, sir!"

As the firewood continued to burn, the water in the pot boiled for several minutes. The aroma of meat finally wafted out.

The group from the West Road side also entered the courtyard.

The troops guarding the northern gate also returned.

The aroma of meat filled the air, and everyone couldn't help but salivate, especially the villagers who were struggling to get enough to eat.

"Gurgle~ My Lord!"

"Okay, stand up."

Farol helped the pregnant woman and the lame man to their feet and quickly walked to Li Moss.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Sir, are you going to serve meat?"

"Um."

Li Mosi nodded.

There's so much horse meat that we can't eat it all, so of course we have to use it up as soon as possible.

It would be such a waste to let it rot and be used as fertilizer.

"But……"

Farol hesitated for a moment, then continued speaking.

"But isn't this a bit too generous?"

"I know."

Li Mosi nodded and turned to look at Ziyi and Zian.

"You even know that?"

Haki Sei, still fiddling with his bun, started to complain.

"Why not just cook some wheat for them?"

Li Mosi remained expressionless.

"Shut up."

Haki Saint clearly has never cooked wheat before.

That stuff needs to be soaked for several hours before you can cook it directly!

"Okay."

Hagi Saint pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Only then did Li Mosi speak to his disciples.

"What I'm about to say is different from what I've said before, so listen carefully and think about it."