Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Chang Xia, can rattan shoes be taught to the tribe?" Gen asked.

The three of them walked into the den, and couldn't wait to ask about the rattan shoes. In his hand he held a pair of woven rattan shoes, which he had made for the xylophone.

Chang Xia dipped the animal skin in water and washed his face.

"Yes." Chang Xia said: "Rattan shoes, in addition to weaving with thin rattan, can also be woven with thatch or reed/Pampas grass, compared with thin rattan. Straw shoes woven with thatch and reed should be softer. "

"Okay, I'll try again later." Gen clapped his hands, overjoyed.

"Chang Xia, what did you eat this morning? It smells so good." Nanfeng lit a fire and added water to the clay pot on the stove. Suddenly smelling a tempting fragrance, he immediately raised his nose and asked Chang Xia.

Hearing this, Gen turned around and looked towards Nanfeng.

In fact, he smelled this smell earlier than Nanfeng.

Very fragrant, very different from the taste of roast meat and stew. It's like the smell of burnt oil splashed on the flames. It smells very craving.

"In the morning, Shen Rong made barbecue." Chang Xia said.

After a while, she seemed to remember something. After washing his face, he put the animal hide to dry, pointed to the clay pot in the corner of the animal den, and said, "You sent half a piece of meat yesterday, and I was worried that it would break if I couldn't finish it. Last night, you left, and I let you leave." Shen Rong cut the meat into pieces and made it directly into fried meat. Go and see if it smells like that?"

Yesterday, Nanfeng left the tribe with half of his meat on his shoulders.

Root is informed.

That prey was hunted by Nanfeng alone, Gen guessed that Nanfeng would send the meat to Chang Xia, after all his family has no shortage of meat.

In fact, if Nanfeng hadn't delivered the meat yesterday.

It is estimated that some people from other tribes will come.

Chang Xia was raised by the tribe, and the tribe couldn't bear her to be hungry. Nanfeng took the initiative to bring the meat over, but the other clansmen didn't come over.

"Yes, that's the smell." Nanfeng lifted the covered lid, smelling the oily aroma of fried meat, and said excitedly: "Chang Xia, how did you make this fried meat?"

"Cut the meat into pieces, pick out the fat and boil the oil first. Then put the meat into the deep-fry. Remember not to fry it too dry, and the half-cooked level is just right. Finally, when the oil temperature becomes cold, pour the oil and fried meat together Put it in a clay pot and store it, and when you want to eat it, you can take it out and cut it up." Chang Xia said, carrying the bowl over, and took out a few pieces of fried meat.

"At noon, I'll fry wild vegetables with fried meat for you to eat."

"Patriarch, fried meat can be preserved for a long time. This season is not suitable for making bacon, fried meat is a very good choice."

Bacon is suitable for making in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

At that time, the weather turned cold, and after the meat was marinated, it was dried naturally. Of course, it's different if it's smoked meat. However, the taste of smoked meat is not as good as that of naturally dried bacon, and the taste is not as good.

"Chang Xia, wait—"

Gen listened, and hurriedly reached out his hand to stop Chang Xia's tirade.

Nanfeng also heard a different meaning. Without making a sound, An Jing took the wooden bowl from Chang Xia's hand and handed it to Gen.

Gen took the bowl and looked at the fried meat in the bowl seriously.

The serious face was tinged with joy and complexity a little bit. He is not blind, so he naturally understands the meaning of fried meat.

"Chang Xia, you've done a good job." Gen patted Chang Xia's shoulders a few times. The appearance of fried meat gave the tribe a way to preserve meat in the warm season. It can be said that fried meat is more exciting than fish balls.

The orcs eat meat, and it is true that fish and meat are also meat.

However, fish cannot replace other meats.

Deep-fried meat gave Gen a bright hope.

There is fried meat, plus the bacon that Chang Xia said. In the future, the tribe will no longer have to worry about eating meat. Prey is abundant in the warm season. If the tribe can store enough fried meat and bacon in the warm season, they will no longer need to cut down on food and clothing in the cold season.

Geng pressed Chang Xia and asked her to sit aside and rest.

What to do, just let Nanfeng do it.

He asked Chang Xia to talk about fried meat and bacon, and he talked about building a kiln by the way.

When Shen Rong came back with a basket, he saw Chang Xia sitting and eating wild fruits.

In the den, Gen and Nanfeng were cleaning wild vegetables, and the other was cutting fried meat. The wild vegetables were cleaned up by Xylophone and asked Gen and his daughter to carry them.

"Chang Xia—" Shen Rong called out.

Chang Xia stood up and went over with a clean cutting board.

The animal den is not big, and there are too many people to turn around. She planned to ask Shen Rong to chop fish outside.

Gen put the washed wild vegetables in a rattan basket to drain, and walked towards Shen Rong. Stretching out his head, he looked at the fish and shrimp in the basket.

"Chang Xia, can these also be eaten?" Gen asked curiously.

Stretching out his hand to pinch a river prawn, his eyes glanced at the river crab next to him. There are quite a few of these little guys in Baihe. The tribe doesn't even catch the cubs, they smell bad and they pinch their hands. Most importantly, less meat.

"Patriarch, these river prawns and crabs are all edible." Chang Xia said.

Nanfeng stretched out his hand, stared at the river prawn in Gen's hand, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Father, the river prawn is delicious."

River crab, she hasn't eaten yet.

However, look at Chang Xia's happy expression.

Nanfeng guessed that river crabs must be as delicious as river prawns.

"Patriarch, apart from fish, shrimp and crabs, there are mussels, snails, loaches, etc. in the river, all of which are edible." Chang Xia said excitedly.

She had seen many small water holes by the lake before.

In addition to loach, there may be eels in the cave.

These seemingly inconspicuous little guys taste very good.

Sure enough, it is time to speed up the collection of ginger, scallion and garlic. The more complete the ingredients, the better Chang Xia can show his talents. At the same time, it can also allow the tribal people to live a better life earlier.

"Chang Xia, tell the tribe about this. The tribe helped build your kiln." Gen is not the kind of person who takes advantage of his own children, so Chang Xia didn't wait to elaborate. With a wave of his hand, he made a promise.

There is Changxia, the blessed baby, in the tribe.

Root has a feeling that even if the tribe does not go out hunting.

With the geographical location of the tribe, Baihe is enough to feed all the tribesmen.

"Patriarch, is this okay?" Chang Xia looked at Gen stupidly, and didn't come back to his senses for a while.

Nanfeng thought about it.

After a moment, she agreed with Root's proposal.

Chang Xia gave these things to the tribe and asked the tribe to help build the kiln. This is indeed a good deal.

Shen Rong didn't say anything, and quietly chopped the fish.

The kiln described by Chang Xia is completely different from the animal den, and Shen Rong can't guarantee that it can be completed. Now, with the tribe joining in, he was indeed relieved.

At the same time, there was some expectation in my heart.

"Actually, I have selfish intentions." Gen looked at Chang Xia with a little embarrassment on his expression.

Chang Xia thought for a while.

Soon, she guessed Gen's "selfishness".

Kiln, she just talked about kiln with Gen. A building that is different from the beast den, which can provide shelter for the beast race, and can also resist beast attacks to a certain extent.

Just listening to Chang Xia's description, one can hear too many benefits.

"Is the patriarch referring to the kiln?" Chang Xia smiled and looked at Gen.

"Father, do you want to build a kiln?" Nan Feng was slightly startled, full of surprise.

Shen Rong has a sharper sense of smell than Nanfeng. When Chang Xia told him about the kiln, he knew Chang Xia's plan. She should have a deeper conspiracy than teaching the tribe to make fish balls.

After all, the kiln has too many benefits, and Chang Xia loves the tribe.

She couldn't hide it and say nothing.

"The kiln is really like what Chang Xia said. It is obviously better than the animal den. In the warm season, the tribe is safe, but in the cold season, the animal den is still dangerous." Gen said seriously, the Heluo tribe is powerful, and few people The beast dared to attack the tribe.

However, everything is in case.

Besides, there is a lot of rain in the rainy season, and the animal dens are prone to leaks. In the cold season, apart from worrying about sneak attacks by wild beasts, they are also afraid that the animal dens will be crushed by ice and snow...

"The clansmen are used to living in animal nests and building kilns... They may not be willing." Nanfeng said cautiously, just like the bird clan is used to building nests, and the fish clan lives on water.

Everything has established rules of life.

Gen smiled and said, "When did I say that the clansmen would build kilns?"

"Then..." Nan Feng looked confused.

Chang Xia patted Nan Feng's arm, and said calmly: "The patriarch wants me to build the kiln first, and the clansmen feel that the kiln is comfortable to live in. There is no need for the patriarch to speak, and the clan will naturally speak."