I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 304: Cutting Potato Sprouts

Afraid of scaring the kitten, Eric had to pretend not to see it and continued leading the beastmen forward.

The Rabbit and Cat tribes didn’t know what they were about to do; they followed anxiously, constantly looking at each other.

"Transport all of these back to the tribe!" Eric stood in front of the seed warehouse, picked out the potatoes to be used as seeds, and waved to signal the small beastmen he brought to start transporting.

So they came to work. The group of small beastmen breathed a sigh of relief. Some Rabbit people had even been sweating profusely on the way, and only now were they in the mood to wipe it off.

Everyone stepped forward one after another to carry a sack of potatoes back.

If it were Snow Wolves, only three to five people would be needed to move all these potatoes in one trip. Eric wasn’t sure about the specific strength of the small beastmen, so he called more people to be safe.

The cloth bags holding the potatoes for the Hadu tribe were still provided by the Ox-Head tribe, with a capacity nearly equal to the large gunny sacks Eric had seen in his previous life.

It was just that they were made of hemp cloth. Although a few layers had been sewn, they weren’t as sturdy.

According to his speculation, it would be good if these beastmen could carry a bag with two or more people. If it were Dwarves, seven or eight people would be needed to lift a bag of potatoes.

Unexpectedly, these beastmen transformed into human forms, averaging one meter sixty or seventy in height, and most could carry a full sack of potatoes alone.

There were more than ten Rabbit people with petite figures, about one meter fifty or sixty tall, who couldn’t do it and needed two people to barely carry a cloth sack.

Eric looked at their height, then at their faces, and realized they weren’t cubs, but probably the dwarf rabbit people he had met yesterday. Their beast forms were already small, and transformed into human forms, they were also smaller than their kin, looking like human teenagers.

Seeing them work enthusiastically, Eric assessed his own strength, looked at the bulky sacks, and then very consciously picked up a pile of animal skins to follow behind.

The kitten Mun hid not far away. Seeing the beast cub chief of the Hadu tribe calling these people to work, his round pupils shrank a little. He lowered his body, slowly backed away, and only sped up to run back when he was a bit further away.

Eric’s eyes still pretended to inadvertently glance at the little black cat. Seeing the little guy run away, he sighed regretfully.

It seemed the plan to pet the cat couldn’t be realized anytime soon. Cats were so vigilant in any world...

He had to settle down and work first; slowly, there would be a day to pet it.

But he also found it a bit strange. With so many small beastmen, the Cat, Rat, and Rabbit tribes combined, there was only this one cub. Could it be that during the escape, the cub ran too slowly and was caught back first?

This point was very suspicious. Although cubs were slow, their parents would certainly not give up on their children easily. Yet with so many beastmen, only this one cub successfully escaped.

He also observed several couples among them, all looking listless with sorrow in their eyes. Among them were several wives who looked distraught and haggard, their blank stares hiding unknown thoughts, while their partners could only stay by their sides, comforting them heartbrokenly.

Eric had a hunch this was related to the cubs; after all, even the elderly beastmen among these people were not alone.

But this matter couldn’t be asked directly to the people involved. If there were truly hidden circumstances, it would easily trigger their negative emotions. It seemed he had to remember to ask about this when Sunflower returned.

Thinking time passed very quickly; not long after, they arrived at the edge of the tribe. Eric hurriedly sped up to the front, leading them to his own yard.

Since the Snow Wolves hadn’t built new houses yet, although the foundation of each house had been planned in the area near Eric’s home, it was temporarily empty, perfect for storing potatoes.

"Alright, just put the potatoes here. Everyone be gentle, then pour all the potatoes out."

Eric led them behind his house and signaled everyone to pour the potatoes out.

The planting season was approaching. Before planting potatoes in the ground, the sprouted potatoes needed to be cut according to the position of the eyes.

Back in his hometown, everyone planted potatoes like this. His grandparents would also plant some potatoes in their vegetable garden. Eric was used to seeing it since childhood. Although he had never planted them himself, he still remembered the general process.

He still hadn’t found sweet potatoes here. He remembered that planting sweet potatoes and potatoes was similar, but sweet potatoes could also be planted using cut vines, only the yield would be slightly less than using tubers.

Thinking of sweet potato leaves, Eric craved them a bit. Stir-fried sweet potato leaves were tender and sweet. As a child, he always felt this was pig feed and didn’t like it, but now he started to miss it.

Who told him that the only green vegetable in the tribe now was napa cabbage? Eric previously never thought there would be a day he would miss sweet potato leaves.

A group of beastmen poured the potatoes out as Eric said, carefully controlling their strength, afraid of bruising the potatoes. Potatoes actually weren’t that fragile, but carelessly hitting the eyes would affect the germination rate, so being careful was better.

The beastmen finished their work and silently turned their eyes to Eric again, waiting for his next instruction.

"Next is cutting the potatoes, hmm." Eric thought of the original forms of these beastmen. The Cat tribe definitely had sharp claws, while the Rabbit tribe...

"Wait a moment, I’ll find you some tools first." He was too lazy to go around the front door into the yard, so he climbed over the wall directly from the back of the house, went to the storage room, and found fish-scale knives that had been left so long they were covered in dust.

The beastmen watched him hug a pile of fish scales shining under the sun, jump down from the wall again, and smile brightly at them:

"Come here, one fish-scale knife for each person. The Cat tribe can also use their claws if they feel it’s more convenient."

Saying that, he put the pile of fish-scale knives on the ground, waiting for everyone to come up and take them.

The Cat people looked at each other; no one stepped forward.

The Rabbit people beside them hesitated for a long time. It was still Hieu who was slightly bolder and stepped forward first. Looking up at Eric, she moved lightly and quickly to take a knife, then ran back quickly like a thief.

With her leading, the other Rabbit people finally summoned up the courage to step forward, quickly reaching out to take one and running back, as if Eric were a high-level demon beast about to eat them.

Standing calmly, Eric waited until every Rabbit person had obtained a fish-scale knife before picking up a potato from the ground and saying to them:

"Everyone look, every potato has eyes."

These beastmen heard this term for the first time and stared blankly at the potato in Eric’s hand, almost staring a flower out of it.

Eric took the potato and walked back and forth in front of them, pointing out each eye on the potato surface to them: "See, this shape is it."

A Cat girl said timidly: "Is it this?"

Eric turned his head to look. The girl was also holding a potato in her hand, her other hand pointing exactly at an eye.

Eric was overjoyed and quickly walked to the girl’s side, saying: "Right, right, just like that. Try to find other eyes on this potato."

The Cat girl hesitated a bit, holding the potato and gradually pointing out the other eyes.

Truly a rare (farming) genius! Eric looked at the girl in surprise, making her feel unconfident from the staring.

"Did I do it wrong?" She asked in a low voice.

"You got them all right! Great, how about this: you take the potato and teach everyone with me." Eric took the girl’s arm, leading her forward, asking as they walked: "What is your name?"

The girl said somewhat shyly: "I am Vien of the Leopard Cat tribe."

Leopard Cat? Bengal Cat? Wasn’t that the cat tribe with super strong combat power!

Eric remembered that in modern times, Bengal cats weren’t cheap; they were very good at catching rats and fighting, even winning against large dogs. Moreover, Leopard Cats were very smart and had a lot of personality. Vien’s personality was quite gentle, which changed Eric’s prejudice a bit.

He wondered how big Vien’s beast form was... Eric recalled the dozens to a hundred large cats he saw yesterday. At that time, he was busy thinking about how to arrange them and didn’t have time to look closely at each one.

Thinking about it today, he felt regretful.

So many big cats; although due to constant running and starvation, each one was skinny and their fur dull, a super-large clowder of cats had a fatal attraction for a cat lover.