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The long and short hour.
As Zan went running off looking for the tribe keeper Zana. Hama patiently executed the ritual of being a good host by bring Yror something for him to drink. As Zan came back unsuccessfully from her hunt in finding Zana. She went to track down Kobja for help, and to send him off to go hunting for some new tofu-cows and some chocolate fishes.
Hama was one of the best nettle hunter of the region and is renowned for her compassion and patience. Between two glances she had managed to put back her pagne and was holding a perfect and civilised conversation.
Zan was back into the the tribal hut and preparing the room for Yror. As Zana came back from her afternoon expedition giggling and socking wet she decided that Yror couldn't stay.
After he had left on his rental chart Zana changed her mind and had to use the magical horn to call him back.
Yror
Zan and Hama had been working all morning. From 5am to noon, they had fought against the carnivorous nettels and the attacking wild boars. They laid down in the grass to have a short rest, in order to continue their battle.
Obviously, they obeyed to rule one of the universe: never let the sun make marks on your skin. Id est, don't wear a bikini.
Just as Zan and Hama were falling asleep, Hama heard something. Is that a bird? Is that an airplane? NO!
It is Yror.
Yror, a decent and wealthy business man from Ireland, had a derby hat on his head and a cigar in his mouth. In front of him, two naked women who didn't seem to disturb him from his on-going chit-chat. From that moment, he turned the Moulin de la Conque upside down. Read the next post to know how the Hamazans transformed to proper hostesses to nurture this first-class landgrave.
Introduction
Le Moulin de la Conque doesn’t need to worry anymore. Hama and Zan are there. Every day, they wake up at 4.30am. They slaughter some tofu-cows, have them for breakfast. At 5am, they take their boots and put on their sunglasses. There is no way back. With their tools, they march towards the garden. The battle has begun. Away with the weeds! Say no to clover!
Follow their adventures, their mission achievements, and their heroic deeds on this blog.
The Legend
Hama and Zan Cooking chocolate cake and cookies for the tribe.
Recipe will follow soon.
Hama And Zan after a long day in the garden fighting against weeds and hay.